Infinity's spoken, the matter arrives numbers arranged in their lines.
The rules are determined, the templates assigned polymer coded change.
Life from this old rock, it's rolling and won't stop, the reason we can debate.
A chemical chance found, a god with his play ground, whatever we call our fate.
Whatever the people wish to say, it's disorderly.
This life is brutal in one way, it's disorderly.
So what can make it all ok? Fucking Entropy.
Spinning through this void, no angle on life, fear of our course leads to find.
The systems of control, authority's hand, believe in the innocence.
Now there's religion, only one vision, do or do not, now you're safe.
Then there's consumers, live on life's rumours, buying they're chance to be.
(Then we rise) The street conflagration. A riot for change.
(Break away) your own messiah. Whatever helps you through the day.
(Fuck this shit) I ain't gonna buy it. No material gain.
(What is left) no hope for a failed.
(Creation) Creation.