Cloudy sheild unveil yourself,
For your protection leaves life too dim;
Fighting the elements is a necessary sin,
For those who love chaos.

Drink me under, pull me in,
To stand and face the bright battle ground.
To relish in the glorifying sight and sound
That nature feeds off chaos.

Human nature, I do mean,
For we destroy to gain control,
Mindlessly directing our brain, heart, and soul
To order our incorrect perception of chaos.