Struck down from inside
Nailed to the ground
Drowned by my senses
Discharging in my mind
I behold in a trice
Near future instants
Fragments of life, brief, uncertain
Can the hazard be planned ?
[Chorus]
And what's the matter ?
It's what the use of this ?
If I can't grab anything
I bear and forbear
Attracted by that machinery
I hear echoes of its wheels
Yet, another episode already lived
Can't find when, it's ceaseless and
What if they all came from me ?
My whole life is duped
Friends, foes, family

World's faces revealed by my creativity
That loop turns back again
And again
Prescience are you illusion ?
Will you steal my own reason ?
Feeling of choice and directing destiny
My life flashes as though time didn't rule anymore
More and more concrete foresights
However still meaningless
Open the eyes ! We are all hollow pawns !
Freewill is deceit ! We're foredoomed !
Relentless reality
What are we supposed to do ?
So what am I supposed to do now ?
[Altered Chorus]
Here's what's the matter !
I've got no use for this
Since I can't grab anything
I bear and forbear
Trapped in that machinery
I suffer echoes of its wheels
Whatever the paths I'll take will be
Only one really exists
The one that will choose me