Is chaos the only factor of existence, or does something deeper lie beneath the ruins we see in its wake?
Shattering glass, searing steel
Tortured cries, clashing teeth
Wrathful thunder, peal after peal
Monuments of chaos, hung on a wreath.
Eyes are staring, seeing nothing
Mouths are voicing silent screams.
Torrents are flooding, the wind is gusting
As nightmares come to replace our dreams.
Red rolling fields of anarchy
Gunshots, poignant cries for peace
Some must fight hard just to be
As the chaos doesn't cease.
Clashing will and destiny
It’s Man against the Fates
Blueprints of eternity,
Are etched by powers vast and great.
Discordance rules the world today
But not it and it alone
Order hides in disarray
Until we travel Home.