Chance

Your glare's sticking into me,
We're like side by side, but so far,
While you're thinking, you win me,
I'm estimating hat tricks in advance.

Come to clear line,
Everybody's ready to jerk,
Shoot will heard sign,
And the game'll start to folk.
***
Honest game's useless already,
Everyone survives as he can,
Trip up, get out of way'n ready,
To his dream, fight, till end.
Grind humanity into dust,
From people to wolves they run,
Everyone knows - lots of us,
But chance has only one.
***
Finish is not far off, in tense,
We're stayed only two: me and you,
Your hate is your weakness sense,
I feel your big fear so due.

Sorry, you can't stop me already,
As I pretty know, where's the catch,
Your hate is my victory, heady!
Your weakness is my force, patch!
***
Honest game's useless already,
Everyone survives as he can,
Trip up, get out of way'n ready,
To his dream, fight, never lam.
Grind humanity into dust,
From people to wolves they run,
Everyone knows - lots of us,
But chance has only one.
***
How many people are foul,
How many greedy eyes of mopes,
How many rotting souls,
Make their's way over corpses.
But chance has only one,
Will hold only one hand,
With bare heart, which lights sun,
This chance mine to the end!