Twisted Fate

(álbum: The Voyages - 2020)

Decide your own fate, fuck their destiny
Make your own life, silent bell
Are we so weak, we dismiss this all as destiny?
Are we so weak, we dismiss this all as destiny?

Children starve, exiles are condemned to concrete beds
The old laying on their deathbeds, oh
Through bitter winter nights, a silent bell rings out
The warmth of our world is chocked by sadness
Twisted fate, twisted fate, twisted fate
The work of power's hands
Twisted fate, twisted fate, twisted fate
The work of power's hands

The word "Resolution" is not worth the paper
We must wait, we must wait to find the haloed path
No matter how high the bones are piled
Time will bury us all
I pray for a light to guide the damned
Decide your own fate, fuck their destiny
Make your own life
Decide your own fate
Make your own life

In the inferno
Twisted fate
The work of power's hands
Twisted fate
The work of power's hands