Once more and once again

Once more and once again 
I find me slipping slowly friend 
Hmm or maybe slipping fast 
Just beneath the veil of glass 
Fractured fantastical final fantasies 
Fearfully fighting for fixtures of families
When really the void comes to swallow us all 
Such balancing acts when the mighty must fall
The works of death are yet grim and yet slow 
Decay once a day so they know they must go 
A wee bit of loss with a dash of despair 
And see how they refrain from going anywhere
For once more and once again 
They find themselves stretching thin 
Hmm or maybe stretching thick 
They eat themselves until they're sick 
Bulbous bullies with busy beak
Blatantly blurting out bullshit so bleak
When really we perish every second we waste 
For death is the chef and we've only a taste