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Tiny room, endless sleep

Ticking clocks, counting years

Tired of living in the deep

Time for me to proceed



I will build my own fate

Finally free from all weights

I will be what you believe

A gift of chance



So I'm seeking for the signs

Who are you, what's in your mind

All the glimmers in your eyes

Decoded



Everything that you desire

I will forge it in my fire

What you think of, I will have it known

Your fate is now mine

I will build my own fate

finally free from all weights

I will be what you believe

A gift of chance

The world bends at my fingers

No end to my hunger

I will make you what I want to

A gift of chance

(I hold your key

to what you see

you will feel me

as you want me

neverending

in pretending

pulling your strings

breaking your wings)



I always have my eyes on you

Entering the stage on cue

I will know your feelings, I'm the source of healing

Helping when you seem so blue

Can you see the workings, all the day I'm lurking there

Oh, how blind your eyes are, beautiful as you are, dear

There's nothing that will hold me back

From destroying your life in a flash

If I need to burn you in order to get through

And step in as the perfect match