Darkness drops, the self is shattered.
Pure animal preservation.
The death of reason, primitive law.
Me against me. All against all.
Waiting for the floor to drop.
Waiting for the axe to swing.
No more illusion of unity
when uncertainty reigns.
Every open door is another brick wall.
For every inch I gain a mile I will fall.
There are no choices
just a straight and narrow line.
We see where the ladder goes
but still we fucking climb.
Order is lost.
The center cannot hold.
Order is lost.
And now, all against all.