Leading Towards An End Helvetia

In the states where you try
To succumb to those hands you have
And the hard earned truth
From your range upon your magic shelf
No, we can’t pretend and save ourselves
Until it's disintegration
Tore off from that something, nestled in disguise
There’s no misspell that made you
But now it’s always been in spite
Together not forever, we’ll fall apart
Somebody is sent away