“Moirae” by Drew Hoenigke

Clotho, spin me a string
So delicate, so thin
You bring me about
In a world full of doubt,
Greed and hatred and sin.
Lachesis, measure my string
So delicate, so thin.
You make up my life
Of anger and strife
'til it's time to end, then begin.
Atropos, sever my string
So delicate, so thin
You don't forgive, you just take
From a world full of hate
And I wonder: why bring us in...