Multitudes of Chaos

It means something to me...what does it mean to you?

I step unto the fault line; I've seen it all with my own two eyes

The destruction is viewed as an amoral plane, but I'm backed by the opening skies

The minds upon which are heavily treaded, see nothing but autonomy deadened

Sifting through the rubble and the wreckage of the intelect, providing gifts to thee

I have come to promote the business

Walking through the decay I know you will feel this

Never letting go through the end of time

Though I have bled, the promise is mine!

Preconcieved notions of miraculous acts, let 'em drift through the multitudes of chaos

Blackened clouds clearing, daylight shine; Look unto the light, our blind faith will provide



Accompany me; We'll make beauty out of anarchy

Erase atrocity; we'll find grace at the new beginning