How winds of fate conquers free will,
Or is it really fate?
Does fate even exist?
How majority of people fail to reconcile,
That the face of the false promise they always admire
Don't let the wolves be wolves
And the sheep be sheep
We are meant to evolve above this puppet heap,
Go ahead now and cut the cord,
Go ahead now and free your creed,
Your future is upon your accord,
Your soul awaits to be freed,
Between the lines is the key,
There the hidden message will be,
But still you cannot see.
For the hidden message is unto thee.