Peccatum - A Game Divine? lyrics

I can not but to love my destiny I can not but to cherish my fate I can not but to accept and worship The fatal immortality Of the circular pact A game divine it seems NO I deny this theory of chance Yet, what control? Searched for Craved for Found and captured Held into the fires ever burning Yet, grim is the face of Fortuna In her incomprehensive ways Fierce are the truths and lies That fell beyond her grace And grim are the faces we pull In those few moments of sight Fierce are the horrors revealed By the scorching, merciless light I can not love their destiny I can not cherish their fate I can not accept the fatal line The theory of chance Beyond grace A game divine it seems NO I deny this theory of chance Yet, what control? Even she must face the mirror Even I must face myself It might just be fate