Delirium of disorder

Delirium of Disorder (x2) Life is the sieve through which my anarchy strains, Resolving itself into works. Chaos is the score upon which reality is written, The timeless, swirling gyroscopic horde. Delirium Delirium of disorder Yeah! I am just an atom in an ectoplasmic sea Without direction or a reason to exist. The anechoic nebula rotating in my brain Is persuading me, contritely, to persist. Delirium of disorder (x8)