What solace lies in the arms of fate   The ill embrace of uncertainty   When did I leave this in other hands   To be pulled down at chance      Ripped away by destiny-claws   Am I another of fate's possessions   Dwelling the lie of freedom   Just another straw pulled at random      Reclaimed by deceiving time   A silent judgment I can not overrule      Drawn back into the origin-vortex   Uprooted and ground to dust   Retracted into anti-existence   A magnet repelled by life's polarity      Denied the self control of fate   We flow suspended in semi-life   Until the ever imminent day   When oblivion claims our breath      Nowhere indefinitely   Not dead, not alive   Existence-patterns ripped of symmetry   As will and fate divide      Have I appeased the gods of fate   Am I allowed another day   Must I die to escape   The scanning eyes of death