Frustrations

Cruel fate does meddle with the hands on the clock Seizing fate and destroying ambition. Such simple, yet effective manipulation Forcing all from cradle to grave, under the direction of destiny's frail hands and on such rare occasion that luck may just prevail by even minute chances do the grains of time repair and its tedious cycle starts anew Such ferocity in the bindings of our beings That we cannot grasp an understanding of life and its makings Does darkness dare enthrall us all at the end of this long journey Into light I was born from darkness and mystery Into light I'll descend from darkness and misery Who are we to question the secretive bonds behind it all Merely pawns we are placed to play our parts Disappearing through deaths dark door at the end of our show Ever whispering Never heard Forever more