Ouroboros
Cerne
The confusion of complexity
The unknown we can't see
Anxiety, depression, Déjà vu
It confuses us about where we should be
Like a dream I never dreamed
Something new already seen before
Like a memory of tomorrow
Losing a race already won
Trapped in this web, we patiently await
His passage, merciless and cold
He proceeds indifferently
Impartial and disdainful
Like a dream I never dreamed
Something new already seen before
Like a memory of tomorrow
Losing a race already won
The fragility of existence
Ruled by a single force
The only truly known deity
Beyond omnipresence, indeed
Like a dream I never dreamed
Something new already seen before
Like a memory of tomorrow
Losing a race already won
Like a dream I never dreamed
Something new already seen before
Like a memory of tomorrow
Losing a race already won