Design or Coincidence

We may rise or we may fall We stand to win or we may lose it all Like in a film you never know When the gun is loaded It's like a Russian roulette There can be no rhyme nor reason It's just a sequence of random events We want to escape a million times The knot is too strong, the strings are tight It's not the first time And truth be told: We're repeating the cycle of old We may rise or we may fall We stand to win or we may lose it all Some hearts find response, others are in flames Some are truly free, others are in chains Do we see a sequence of random events Or are there patterns Giving us a sense of permanence? Is it by design od by coincidence? We want to escape a million times The knot is too strong, the strings are tight It's not the first time And truth be told: We're repeating the cycle of old We may rise or we may fall We stand to win or we may lose it all Some hearts find reponse, others are in flames Some are truly free, others are in chains