All Ends Loosened

One last look around
Enjoy the dead faces in the crowd
So much left to do when we’re done here
Now we sing the chorus of strings
The song ends as the curtain falls
The stage hands rejoice
They sing through the halls
This dance you’re doing is their greatest work so for now let’s just pretend that any of us were ever going to make it out of this one alive
The play is finally over
You’re left to pick up piеces
The beautiful stagе you set lies in shambles
The gallery is empty
You’re left to pick up pieces and all of this staging was just a preamble