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Chaos Coming

Taste in the air a crisp sweet smell.

Feel it creep up your spine neuron by neuron.

It tingles in your toes.

And each time you close your eyes you see

The aching itch is the rhapsody ahead.

Feel the chaos coming.

Visions of destruction

Anarchy weaving its beautiful melody.

The war of extermination,

Only the strong will survive.

In touch with the beauty,

I feel the chaos coming.

The fever rises up.

Prophets scream, The end is near.

People rush through the streets like cattle in frenzy.

Sounds of the beautiful devastation

The sky is orange.

The sky is purple.

The streets run red.

Take solace for the chaos coming.

Rage burning so bright it is visible.

Thoughts that once pre-occupied feeble minds

Are wiped away by fear and loathing.

What was once important is now trivial.

Base survival becomes instinct number one.

Civilized people now become primal savages.

They succumb for the chaos coming.

Feel the rhapsody.

Feel the lust.

Feel the primal energy dictating your every move.

Feel the beauty.

Feel the horror.

Become one with for the chaos coming.