Jigsaw Lament

(tick tock

tick tock)

Do you want to play a game?

The rules are carved in cold steel.

Look inside the rusted frame,

And find out if your spirit's real. (ahhhh)

Time is running out on the screen,

Nothing is quite what it seems.

Make your choice, the clock is spinning,

Every piece fits from the beginning.

Can you live with what you've done?

Or will the final key be won?

A lifetime spent

in disregard,

Now measured

in

a single scar.

The clockwork counts

your heavy breath,

A game

of life, a game of death.

Make your choice, the clock is spinning,

Every piece fits from the beginning.

Can you live with what you've done?

Or

will the final key be won? (shhh)

Game over.