What solace lies in the arms of fatebr -The ill embrace of uncertaintybr When did I leave this in other handsbr -To be pulled down at chancebr br Ripped away by destiny-clawsbr Am I another of fate's possessionsbr Dwelling the lie of freedombr Just another straw pulled at randombr br Reclaimed by deceiving timebr A silent judgment I can not overrulebr br Drawn back into the origin-vortexbr Uprooted and ground to dustbr Retracted into anti-existencebr A magnet repelled by life's polaritybr br Denied the self control of fatebr we flow suspended in semi-lifebr Until the ever imminent daybr when oblivion claims our breathbr br Nowhere indefinitely. Not dead, not alivebr Existence-patterns ripped of symmetry.