He walked inside Foiled once more A bitter twist of fate As blind rage filled him to the brim Searing to his very core He could not conceive How this was even possible Making a mistake like this To have walked in a circle As blind rage filled him to the brim Searing to his very core He could not conceive How this was even possible Making a mistake like this To have walked in a circle And come back to where he started from How great a fool he must be Draped in a cloak of despair A fever of grief came over him Is this to be my final resting place Surely this is where I will meet my demise Misfortune followed me all of my life A cruel master leading me like a puppet on a string Offering nothing but hollow promises Only roads that lead to failure Grievous wounds that never healed How I long for the sombre solace of an ending