The Gods Declare

Running on empty in a failing body, I came into the office and found a kind note waiting on my desk. It felt like the dice had finally rolled in my favor, and that small kindness mattered more than anyone could have known.

The pilot in the bone-cage is flying blind
Another system failure, another red line
The ghost inside the meat is thin and cold
Another story ending, a tale already told
Running on the memory of a forgotten spark
Just a tired animal, alone in the dark

And the engine's screaming, it's about to blow
There's nowhere left to run, nowhere left to go...

But the dice on the table tell a different tale
A sudden, quiet kindness that cuts through the wail
Not a perfect twenty, not a saving grace
Just a whisper from the gods in this forgotten place
A single, steady number, when all the others fall
The gods declare today will go, and I'm still standing tall

The invoices are stacking, the debt is coming due
Paid for every victory with a pound of you
The armor's getting heavy, the shield is full of cracks
And every single forward step just doubles the attacks
It's a war of attrition, a battle in the mud
Just the slow and steady draining of your own heart's blood.

And the walls are closing in, you're about to break
For goodness sake, for goodness sake, for goodness...

And all the logic says to fold
The story's getting old
The numbers all say you should quit
But what if this is it?
The one small, stupid, random chance
The last and most desperate dance...

'Cause the dice on the table tell a different tale
A sudden, quiet kindness that cuts through the wail
Not a perfect twenty, not a saving grace
Just a whisper from the gods in this forgotten place
A single, steady number, when all the others fall
The gods declare today will go, and I'm still standing tall

The gods declare...
I'm still standing tall
Today will go
Not a perfect twenty...
Just eighteen

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