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