This is a song about the Civil War told from the perspective of a Rebel soldier. And these are the complete lyrics. I'll post the words for the rest of the album too.
How did we lose all of this
Seemed like it was an evident bliss
Overconfident it would be won
Not a nation given to one song
A war fought for a gentleman’s cause
Shot in the back by a misguided gun
(No More) This is the end (No More) Till we meet again
We burn this city so this union will be safe
Take, take me from this tragedy
To a place where I can hold my own
(Not pinned beneath these burning guns)
Pre-dawning of the northern light
They entrench their works in the night
Poor judgment by a Union son
Losing three soldiers to our one
One by one upon a funeral pyre
One by one until they all caught fire
(Once more) This is the end (No More) Now we meet again
Take, take me from this tragedy
To a place where I can hold my own
(Not pinned beneath these burning guns, please)
Can you take me from this tragedy
To a place where I can call my home
I don’t deserve this
Always accosting me you’re accosting me
Always accosting me this will cost you
Now is the time for me to accost you
(On bended knees I am)
Unleash the cannons’ rampart
(What was so great the cost)
For should this fight be lost
Many a hero will die in vain
How did we lose all of this
Seemed like it was an evident bliss Overconfident it would be won
Not a nation given to one song A war fought for a gentleman’s cause Shot in the back by a misguided gun (No More) This is the end (No More) Till we meet again We burn this city so this union will be safe
Take, take me from this tragedy To a place where I can hold my own (Not pinned beneath these burning guns)
Pre-dawning of the northern light
They entrench their works in the night Poor judgment by a Union son
Losing three soldiers to our one One by one upon a funeral pyre One by one until they all caught fire (Once more) This is the end (No More) Now we meet again
Take, take me from this tragedy
To a place where I can hold my own (Not pinned beneath these burning guns, please) Can you take me from this tragedy
To a place where I can call my home I don’t deserve this
Always accosting me you’re accosting me Always accosting me this will cost you Now is the time for me to accost you
(On bended knees I am) Unleash the cannons’ rampart (What was so great the cost) For should this fight be lost Many a hero will die in vain