Worship

No peace of mind from quietude,
Haunting nightmares follow through,
The panic that lingers in my eye
‘Til I rip shit up, make angels cry,
Contort the silence sighing faintly,
My dark twisted secrets gravely.

Every night's the same, the world is sleeping,
Yet my demons keep come creeping
Through the cracks of my shattered mind,
So I stir up the chaos one more time.
Mayhem, wrath, I call thee mine,
And both the sun and moon will shine.

End of times, just kill the quietude,
Hear my cries, and start the countdown,
Bury my crimes somewhere deep within,
It's not that complicated,
Simply I just worship chaos.

Turmoil, terror I now conjure,
The hell in my head, please, do conquer,
So I throw down kicking and screaming,
Lie flat on the ground discarded and bleeding.
But the noise is gone, that's why
I stir up the chaos one more time.

End of times, just kill the quietude,
Hear my cries, and start the countdown,
Bury my crimes somewhere deep within,
It's not that complicated,
Simply I just worship chaos.