Yet again the wheel turns, it turns and it turns and it turns and it turns
Yet again the wheel turns, and it turns and it turns and it turns
Maybe we will meet again, again and again and again and again and again
Maybe we will meet again, and again and again and again
You should be on my side and I should be on yours
You are the one who must decide who teaches and who follows
Yet again the wheel turns, it turns and it turns and it turns and it turns
Yet again the wheel turns, and it turns and it turns and it turns
Maybe we will meet again, again and again and again and again and again
Maybe we will meet again, and again and again and again
The fever dreams are returning
The terror is my friend
I miss him when he's gone for a while
But he always makes my bed, when it's over
Yet again the wheel turns, it turns and it turns and it turns and it turns
Yet again the wheel turns, and it turns and it turns and it turns
Maybe we will meet again, again and again and again and again and again
Maybe we will meet again, and again and again and again
The oracle inside the screen, I tell her all my fears
O Pythia, you must remind me - what is it you hear?
Am I a prophet too, I wonder?
The things I see are too real
I need to find some kind of juncture where time begins to peel
Where time begins