There are those who think that life has nothing left to chance
A host of holy horrors to direct our aimless dance
A planet of play things
We dance on the strings
Of powers we cannot perceive
\'The stars aren\'t aligned
Or the gods are malign...\'
Blame is better to give than receive
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You can choose a ready guide in some celestial voice
If you choose not to decide, you still have made a choice
You can choose from phantom fears and kindness that can kill
I will choose a path that\'s clear
I will choose freewill
There are those who think
That they were dealt a losing hand
The cards were stacked against them
They weren\'t born in Lotusland
All preordained
A prisoner in chains
A victim of venomous fate
Kicked in the face
You can\'t pray for a place
In heaven\'s unearthly estate
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Each of us
A cell of awareness
Imperfect and incomplete
Genetic blends
With uncertain ends
On a fortune hunt that\'s far too fleet
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