THe haze around the core,
the fervent implore,
keeps it all abate-
Drenching the shore, evenmore!

THe hull diminishes each pulse,
am no more the same
It hauls my feet aback-
to see it yet a game!

THe smoke up all around,
the constricted , bolted door,
am paralysed to act-
coz its not about me ANYMORE!

An instant of demise,
'vanquished the same'-
I knew that from the start
am a part of your game!

THe metal's in my hands too,
but I'd rather sustain,
even though m not here to win-
m not gonna take up the wane...