Last Before The End

Tell me now who told you the things you say
You've got nothing to lose on the other way
What is this reality you live in
Could it be nothing but virtual tragedy?
If I tell you nothing you see is true
Would that change some of your rules?
Is it reality yours what you feel inside
What's the gap between you an the machinery?
I can't be sure all I see is real
(If) everything's decided should I live in fear
Am I the father of what's in my head
And there's no way out

Last one
There's no solution
If you're the last before the end

What you think and what you choose
Disappear with the things you lose
Nothing you can visualize
Is going to be a result of your mind
Is this that I feel mine even if it's so unreal?
Who's playing with your lives,
The puppet master in disguise?

Last before the end