Surviving The Game

Yeah Yeah
Murder, death
As I search to analyze reality, the true
Meaning of life
Out simple existence means nothing
God has a gun, the truth, life is a slow noose
He’s invincible
Better watch his knife
There is no escape from the slow kill
When it’s time to go god serves a death blow
You have no choice, don’t even try
The only choice is suicide
Surviving the game
No escape
No one’s ever escaped
Die