You say I avoid love but really I crave it, a fearful heart unknowingly doomed,
But I'd rearrange the stars and leash the moon, at the chance for another lifetime with you.
But the Oracle has spoke, and the Fates don't change their mind. Bold of me to assume Lachesis would be kind.
I don't believe in fate, spent my life running away, Clotho finds it funny,
Atropos ready for my dying day.