Meshuggah - Straws Pulled At Random

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 judgment I can not 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