- Clov, Endgame
Everything amounts to zero,
Ceasing is reward,
We're waiting for a Nero
to burn it all down.
We don't laugh anymore,
We refuse.
Everything is keeping score,
Breathe abuse.
Soon we'll stop and start anew,
Set your watch.
The sky is green, the earth is blue,
Time to die.
Did he get to keep his son?
I don't know.
He didn't get to keep the sun,
He had to go.
Is she dead? Is he dead?
I hope not.
Was she just within my head?
I forgot.
It's time for the painkiller.
But we're out.
Everything's a brain killer,
God won't hear.
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