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 judgement I cannot 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?