Lyric At Fate s Hands

Ours is the cry of the helpless, told
in the timeless truth of the written word.

Trapped by the tempest of the blind
our muted calls can t be heard.

Helpless as we stand
amidst the push of thoughtless hands.

We are adrift without direction
in a raging storm on a calm sea.
Clinging to our expectations
to stem the tide of destiny.

Helpless as we fall
beneath the crush of waters walls.