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