Abstract disorder
                                Filled with empty air.
                                               King, humanity, there's no order;
        Ashes of Queens, it's not fair.
                                                    Magic is a               faithless joke.
    For the free spirits there's no hope,
                                          We all know how they will end.
                 Creative and chaotic minds
                                 Who design the disorder folds.
                                                   Surprise!!               Magic is what it holds.