Your quarter slotted playfully for your immortal game,
One player poised with eager hands to make the hall of fame,
One single life to beat the clock and score an epic ride,
Take up your stance and fix a trance to best the foes inside

up and up an angel flies
towards her gated heavenly skies
as fire and thunder fuel her rise
unto the great divide

Fingers blur and points amass as lesser scores go by,
The ticking clock relentless as it tolls a lullaby,
No time to waste with scenic routes, step up another stride,
Skilled muscles itch to reflex twitch and will not be denied

vaulted in her angel eyes
is written where your future lies,
her history of untold demise
for mortals yet untried

Climbing up the ladder reaching for the very top,
Aching limbs are slowing but your fingers dare not stop,
Eyes fixed on the highest score as seconds slip and slide,
Hold nothing back and keep on track to satiate your pride

*dreams are crushed when fate denies
an angel of her final prize
as night condemns her breathless sighs
to fade into the void