accursed fate let slip your noose from around my neck my breath my death run away no escape trapped in my own mind my instincts leading me to my own demise another dead another end the end of us the rest of you in a hole in the ground what awaits us our pretensions lie to us from deep inside us our fables rot the stories of wolves our parables no longer apt warnings of lies from the past our future is our past our past is our teacher but when we cant see past our ambition we all fall together
