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An act of chance you cannot beware
Not in meeting of hands
Not in passing a prayer
Yet hither and yon
To the light of the sun
Grinds the mills of the gods
In an awe breaking hum
And I'm placed
In the midst of the dawn
In the eye of the gods as they yawn
And at pace
In the light of the sun
I awake to what I have become
In a lasting trance
You can't be aware
It's a crux to escape
And I'm trapped in a stare
So disparaged in will
In the ghost so unreal
As the mills of the gods
In the minds that it heals
And I'm faced
At the call of a halt
Towards a monster of my own exalt
And at pace
In the light of the sun
I awake to what I have become
Not in meeting of hands
Not in passing a prayer
Yet hither and yon
To the light of the sun
Grinds the mills of the gods
In an awe breaking hum
And I'm placed
In the midst of the dawn
In the eye of the gods as they yawn
And at pace
In the light of the sun
I awake to what I have become
In a lasting trance
You can't be aware
It's a crux to escape
And I'm trapped in a stare
So disparaged in will
In the ghost so unreal
As the mills of the gods
In the minds that it heals
And I'm faced
At the call of a halt
Towards a monster of my own exalt
And at pace
In the light of the sun
I awake to what I have become