I stand map in hand, direction misaligned.
I play my role with the cast of a die.
It spins through the air, bound by gravity.
So why can’t I feel momentum pulling me?

Their design shifting frame by frame.
Blur the lines, the cycle starts again.

My first step was undertaken aimlessly,
yet I arrive as if I’m meant to be.
Conceived by desire or compelled by certainty?
Did I decide or did the road choose me?

Their design shifting frame by frame.
Blur the lines, the cycle starts again.

All I am!
Blood, flesh and bone.
Hand in hand!
Love, trust and hope.

Step by step!
All roads lead home.
Birth to death!
Thy will be done.

All I am!
Blood, flesh and bone.
Hand in hand!
Love, trust and hope.

Step by step!
All roads lead home.
Birth to death!
Thy will be done.

Break the code, find your soul.
Cast the die, lose control.
Break the code, find the formula.
Lose control in euphoria.

Break the code, find the formula.
Lose control in euphoria.

Their design shifting frame by frame.
Blur the lines, the cycle starts again.
Their design shifting frame by frame.
Blur the lines, the cycle starts again