Rota fortunae

On and on and on the wheel turns
Rota Fortunae
Spinning, spinning in circles
Where it goes no one knows but

Fate has its own plans obscured to the world
And they're written in the stars above
Just as life has its beginnings
Death will claim the ending

And so off we wander in search
Where can one find their purpose, a meaning?
It goes on and on
On and on

Endlessly
Over the world's tallest mountains humanity climbs
Down in the seven seas to the depths we dive

All to what end? Our path won't close
Till we meet our demise
No, we'll never learn it's pointless
All of our search, it can't exist

No, round and round on the wheel we go
Chasing Ouroboros
To the stars we'll all fly
Race to the finish line

Hand in hand, seeking a sign, an answer
Asking the question of why we are here
The stars above, they won't tell a soul
No, we'll never learn it's pointless

All of our search, it can't exist
No, round and round on the wheel we go
Chasing Ouroboros
No, we'll never say it's pointless

(No, not pointless)
What do we care if it can't exist?
(We have meaning, find it)
So, round and round on the wheel we go
Chasing Ouroboros
That is life's purpose