Game Over.

you can't get upuntil get burnt inside the groundbe a part of those floorsand watch for a whilehow it all collapsed downenjoy the momenthave a coffee or twomake it too hotclose your eyes and listenlisten the rain pour downthe cloudstalking to yousaying all the right things avoided by ones around youpurified by the apparatus you controlyou are the one in controltook an oath upon a wallwhatever it takesuntil the day it becomes whatever it tookthe adrenaline is addictivebeing burned is even morelet the guitar play soloI don't need lyrics to hear my own voiceI am my own exorcistlosing you once & for allyou're nowhere near my dreamsa part of a freudian complex you arefrom the bottomuntil you get to the topa case you denywhat you do beyond wordshow you do one can't classifyhere's another goodbyeright from the groundyou keep throwing stonesreality is what I make itnow I know you're not a part of my owncalling out from the undergroundI haven't felt this finefor the first time in foreverI see 7 levels highand its pouring raincleansing the ashes I leftright on the groundwhere you used to think it was a mineI'm now watching you from afarlast tonal versions of you still in playbut petrifiedfrom now on these are the rules if you still want to playand no fates have been alteredexact to the likes of my own

mortalified

game over for you.