After all that climbing, I made it to the top Every rival in the rearview, every door unlocked Sixty thousand voices rolling like a wave For two minutes, I believed they knew my name Soldier Field, second night, the tour on fire Glass and steel beneath our feet, cables climbing higher I knew every mark and every bolt in place Where the riser broke the floor, where the sparks would race Eight counts into the chorus, shoulder, turn, and smile Then the roar came back distorted, wrong by half a mile Not louder—just a shape that made my heartbeat stall Some screams reach out to find you; some run through it all I told myself, keep moving, finish what we know Someone fainted, someone fighting, nothing more below Then another sound rose underneath the crowd Panic finding rhythm, spreading fast and loud Hold your mark, keep your face While the world breaks out of place Hear the metal, hear them fall There is no show beyond this wall Run, run—don’t look behind Leave the lights and names behind The song is gone, the night turns red Count the living, not the dead The barricades bent inward, scraped across the ground Front-row bodies vanished in the push from every side Guards went down; a figure hit the concrete hard Limbs snapping out of rhythm, moving without regard I saw it bend above him, teeth against his skin Not a punch, not a warning—something worse began My smile finally left me; training lost its hold The stage was just a maze now, every exit closed 괜찮다고 말해, but I know that it’s a lie 손을 잡아, 지금, we get out alive No more marks to hit, no cue to make it right If you hear me, follow—keep me in your sight Hold your breath, leave this place No more hiding in the haze Past the speakers, past the wall There is no stage beyond it all Run, run—stay close behind Leave the lights and names behind The song is gone, the night turns red Count the living, not the dead Sixty thousand voices fading into one I thought they came to cheer us Then the screaming came undone
