
Date of issue: 26.10.2017
Record label: Prosthetic
Song language: English
The Ceaseless Arbitrary Choice |
You gamble again on the listing scales |
The balance endlessly tilting |
The rigid structure that will only ever fall two ways |
Adamant that the balance cannot be predetermined |
That the coin be constantly tossed |
And each half equally weighted |
There is confusion when the odds don’t always favour you |
It’s very failure you see as it’s strength |
It’s blindness to need or compassion |
Gives weight and credence |
To evils you thought |
The machine would erase |
An instrument designed to balance the great opposites |
Must always rely on good and evil |
Why is there a ceiling on what we are trusted with? |
In place of the gamble on hope or despair |
Why can we not rig the system? |
Let’s force the outcome |
Let’s trust ourselves completely |
And know that cruelty is not the prerequisite of kindness |
This is all by our hand |
And can easily be undone |
Lets stop the arbitrary outcomes |
And just set the balance once |
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