I, Chaos

Rumble, mumble
Set for a tumble
Tumble crumble
Lost in the Jungle
Begin, Begin again
Never finish, wallow in vain
Leaves on branches

Branches on trees
Cut them, skin them
Polish them, beam them

I chaos,
In favour of progress
I stand in the way
Horrid Torrid
The rain is morbid
You can’t question its flow
Can’t deny it passage
You may go find your answers
But you have to let it grow
Let it reach the skies
Consume the stars
Define your path
Incur your wrath
Focus, focus on the pain
There is nothing to be had
Only to be built. 

Build.
Build like a maniac.

I, Chaos.