Låttexter
Culture was the seed of proliferation, but it's gotten melded
Into an inharmonic whole to an inharmonic whole
Consciousness has plagued us and we cannot shake it
Though we think we're in control
Though we think we're in control
Questions that besiege us in life are testament of our helplessness
There's 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 can't 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
There's no vestige of beginning, no prospect of an end
When we all disintegrate, it will all happen again, yeah
If you came to conquer, you'll 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
