Nothing twice

Everything the dead predicted
Has turned out completely different
We peer down the throat of their silence
Infinity's end fused quickly

When evil triumphs, good goes into hiding
When good is manifest, then evil lies low by

Neither can be conquered
Or cast off beyond return
If joy, then with a touch of fear
If despair, then not without some hope

No one hears howling dogs
No one hears footsteps of fate

Nothing twice

A crazy chase in circles ends up persuing the persuer
Humans don't know how to talk to one another

What am I doing here
There's nothing here