Oh, Chaos!
The god of disorder and confusion,
Whose power knows no bounds, no limitation.
He swirls, and he churns,
A wild, raging flame.
He reigns supreme over all creation,
A force that cannot be tamed or restrained.
He is the great unraveller of worlds,
The one who brings about destruction and upheaval.
With a wave of his hand, he shatters the pearl,
He breaks down the old and the stale,
Clearing the way for new fears
Leaves behind only Himself and confusion.
Oh Chaos, The destroyer,
He is the creator, the price of Freedom.
A swirling vortex of energy and might
A source of both fear and delight
From the ashes of his destruction,
New worlds are born, new life and ideas arise.
Oh Chaos, god of opportunity and change,
Embrace his power, let him guide.
He is the source of all creation
The spark that ignites imagination
In the end, it is he who holds the reins,
From Him, emerge the deepest source of power.
Oh Chaos, source of secrets and recourse.
The only path to new beginnings.
In the Inception, was the Chaos
The Chaos was with Him; The Chaos was Him
Always present, forever sustained
