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(album: Weaver - 2018)

Everything seemed within arms reach
But I severed the hand that feed
I took solace believing in my serendipity
The Moirai spun the thread
My fate is decided
A misplaced trust in myself to see this vision through

Tear me apart right from the start
I can't read hidden stars, light pollution
Awe inspiring visuals cascade across the sky
In my heart of hearts, I know it's meaningless

Keep me from this fate, I feel imprisoned by my own skin
Tear me to the bone, where is my windfall?
Can I live in the dark? A future so unclear
Vanished right before my eyes

Grasping into the void, a pathogen of mind
Formless futures, surrender to fate, leave me behind

Surrender to the fates and furies
Surrender, hidden under torn mantles

I never planned to fail in my domain

It seemed all within arms reach
But I severed the hand that feed
I took solace believing in my serendipity
The Moirai spun the thread
In my heart of hearts, I know I'm meaningless

Keep me from this fate, I feel imprisoned by my own skin
Tear me to the bone, where is my windfall?
Can I live in the dark? A future so unclear
Vanished right before my eyes

Tear me apart, fate is my own to make
Tear me apart, fate is my own to make