Culture was the seed of proliferation but its gotten melded Into an inharmonic whole, to an inharmonic whole Consciousness has plagued us and we cannot shake it Though we think were in control, though we think were in control Questions that besiege us in life are testament of our helplessness Theres no vestige of a beginning, no prospect of an end When we all disintegrate it will all happen again, yeah Time is so rock solid in the minds of the hordes but they cant Explain why it should slip away, explain why it should slip away History and future are the comforts of our curiosity but here we are Rooted in the present day, rooted in the present day Questions that besiege us in life are testament of our helplessness Theres no vestige of a beginning, no prospect of an end When we all disintegrate it will all happen again, yeah If you came to conquer, youll be king for a day But you too will deteriorate and quickly fade away And believe these words you hear when you think your path is clear... We have no control, We have no control We have no control, we do not understand You have no control, you are not in command You have no control, We have no control No control. No control, You have no control
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