| Song | Architect of Fortune |
| Artist | Circus Maximus |
| Album | Nine |
| Conscious all day | |
| Cautious in my own way | |
| Coincidence seems oh so | |
| Strange and my actions | |
| Are estranged | |
| Unconscious but still awake | |
| Things that are by chance | |
| Seem to always break" | |
| I never knew I could map | |
| Out my life | |
| Destined to live each and | |
| Every day | |
| Aware of what will come | |
| Deep down inside I do have | |
| All the answers | |
| My misfortune | |
| My burden in lifeIs to know what will come | |
| Nothing comes undone | |
| Predict and prevail | |
| That's me..." | |
| A skilled mechanic | |
| The artificer of destiny | |
| An inner panic of knowing | |
| What will become of me | |
| Predict the Future and my | |
| Eyes the only ones to see | |
| A heavy burden of endless | |
| PossibilitiesMisled by god, endowedImmense | |
| QualitiesImprints of guilt | |
| A repenting soul inside of me | |
| My own misfortune | |
| A lack of capability | |
| A great success | |
| Or a minor Probability | |
| A wound that will neverLeave a scar | |
| A pain that won't go away | |
| You still don't know who | |
| You really are | |
| Wise words gone astray... | |
| Every choice, every thought, | |
| Every step, stumbling in my | |
| Own feetEvery word, every sentence, | |
| Every line, everyone comesUndone" | |
| I never knew I could map | |
| Out my life | |
| Destined to live each and | |
| Every dayAware of what will come | |
| Deep down inside I do have | |
| All the answers | |
| My misfortune | |
| My burden in lifeIs to know what will come | |
| Nothing comes undone | |
| Predict and prevail | |
| That's me..." |
| Conscious all day | |
| Cautious in my own way | |
| Coincidence seems oh so | |
| Strange and my actions | |
| Are estranged | |
| Unconscious but still awake | |
| Things that are by chance | |
| Seem to always break" | |
| I never knew I could map | |
| Out my life | |
| Destined to live each and | |
| Every day | |
| Aware of what will come | |
| Deep down inside I do have | |
| All the answers | |
| My misfortune | |
| My burden in lifeIs to know what will come | |
| Nothing comes undone | |
| Predict and prevail | |
| That' s me..." | |
| A skilled mechanic | |
| The artificer of destiny | |
| An inner panic of knowing | |
| What will become of me | |
| Predict the Future and my | |
| Eyes the only ones to see | |
| A heavy burden of endless | |
| PossibilitiesMisled by god, endowedImmense | |
| QualitiesImprints of guilt | |
| A repenting soul inside of me | |
| My own misfortune | |
| A lack of capability | |
| A great success | |
| Or a minor Probability | |
| A wound that will neverLeave a scar | |
| A pain that won' t go away | |
| You still don' t know who | |
| You really are | |
| Wise words gone astray... | |
| Every choice, every thought, | |
| Every step, stumbling in my | |
| Own feetEvery word, every sentence, | |
| Every line, everyone comesUndone" | |
| I never knew I could map | |
| Out my life | |
| Destined to live each and | |
| Every dayAware of what will come | |
| Deep down inside I do have | |
| All the answers | |
| My misfortune | |
| My burden in lifeIs to know what will come | |
| Nothing comes undone | |
| Predict and prevail | |
| That' s me..." |