Endgame

it's hopeless my dreams are unwrought i'm wasting time in the prison of my thoughts i've been told that you receive one shot ready or not - ready or not in the end it's uncommon to break through the chains that one hardly can see 'til the end with hardly a glance at the shell that remains i have outlived my will to an end under this new regime my resolve failing utility becomes the answer searching for a message in it all waiting for the test results - i wonder if it matters perspective of a dream engulfs me so catch me if i fall in the end it's uncommon to break through the chains that one hardly can

see 'til the end with hardly a glance at the shell that remains i have outlived my will to an end once more my thickness leaves me ocean of excess deserts me i don't have anything anymore