The only way was down
It was a loss-loss game
These feelings all around
The faces with no names
The darkness that lurks
Ever creeping closer
Like waves on the docks
Clashing, edging nearer
The choice was down or dead
The pressure pressing further
The road was steep and red
The colours getting harsher
The heat is near now
His minions leaping closer
The way to escape,how
Too late and getting later
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