Held the fate of my soul; lived a life of excess
Needed to keep things in check; my values reassessed
The weaving of Fates tastes like a poisoned chalice
Many will hate this; none can deny the malice

Let me tell you how we both in dreams unreal we live
The difference mine is just a fight, to live, let and forgive
Like the last time, I tried to tell my story
Before ending in my own goddamn purgatory

I've been going on and on, but this thing never seems to cease
There’s no peace (there's no peace)
The beat completes and then repeats
In my future, still living in the past
Standing fast, why you ask, since everyone has me outclassed

My life going into different extremes
With these nightmares, it's not as simple as it really seems
It’s hypnotic, but for them it's just a show
My friends scream I can't listen: let go, let them go

My life going into many different extremes
With their faces, it's not as simple as it really seems
It's hypnotic, but for them this is a show
The voices scream can't listen: let go, let them go
I let them wander through my body, and my soul and my dreams
With their faces, nothing is as simple as it really seems
The extremes of falling directly to my deathblow
My friends screamed; I could not let go, would not let go

Innocence, a passing word, an apparition
Trapped in what seems a predetermined inquisition
The effects of hearing a million voices
“Enjoy our company,” they say, “and make your choices”

Atropos weaves a maddening despair and cry for help
Too late, since the killing blow has already been dealt
But today is not a day for us to think
To the Fate we both belong let's toast and drink