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Wheels of TimeTimeless in its essence, finite in effectTitans worn to rubble, victims of neglect For the wheels of time always catch us The oldest bit of lore Fate, a prison, we’ve been trapped in The tale is told once more Lessons never learned, cyclical in nature Destiny is written according to the plan Generations lost, another soon forgotten Aimlessly we’re drifting, ever-closer to the edge Through a host of streams, flowing from existence Time alone is certain, she warns us once again What has happened before will happen again Key to our survival, culture as it’s known Goddess in her temple tops the wooden throne For the hourglass’s been turned over The sand falls to its floor The wheels of time always spinning The tale is told once more |