The Moirai

As I slip into despair

Falling

Cast through the veil of mystery

Flying through a world without fate

Orchestrated and betrayed by Gods

Descendants of

The Primordial ones

Creators of destiny

From the shadows they weave

The Morai

Spin their web eternally

I hear their voice

I feel my mortality

But their words stay hidden from me

Was I chosen for nothing?

I cannot escape this

Void

As I waste the days away

And fall into silence

Break through

The walls within so that I can breathe

Night and day

Granddaughters of Titans

The Weavers disinvolved

As mankind search for meaning

Within their woe

The ground gives way and swallows me

Descendants of

The Primordial ones

Creators of destiny

In the dark of night

I hear the terrified

Within their cries

I hear words that were once hidden from me

I am the voice you heard

Unbound origin of darkness

Creator

Destroyer

Your fate's woven in the fabric

And when the body burns

And all's left

Are embers and ashes

Reignite

Your purpose your life

Reignite

Sever the thread

Create your own

So mesmerized

By demised egos

Within the embers I will grow

The futures free

The past is set in stone

As I sever the ties

Create my own

Within the embers I will grow

Crushing the woven fates internally

I hear their voice I feel my mortality

Are your words still hidden from me?

Was I chosen for nothing?

I cannot escape this

Void

As I waste the days away

And fall into silence

And when the body burns

And all that's left are embers

And ashes reignite

Your purpose and your life