the flailing arms of fortune caught me
clumsy and akward in their dance
death by life and truth by chance
sailing the passengers of the powers that be
dancing still their clumsy dance
caught in the clutches of circumstance
tossed upon a stormy tormented sea
impaled soon by sword or lance
and caught in the fate of the lord of dance
climbing and falling from a spiritual tree
superstitous in their dance
death by life and truth by chance
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