Lyrics:

Full Circle (The Wheel)

the Human Part Of Nature
to Eliminate Any Chance For The Unknown
what Is A Certain Future But A Life Already Dead And Gone
a Bird That's Flown

coming Full Circle On This Ride
how Many Times Around You Decide

a Diabolic Humor Self-Fulfilling Surreality
a Space I'm Standing Under
now In My Hand I Hold A Klein Bottle
surrounding Eternity... So Far From Empty In Here

coming Full Circle On This Ride
how Many Times Around You Decide

emanated
regulated
consummated Fear You Wed

let Something Yet Be Left Behind
of This Baggage You Cannot Hide