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The Language of Chaos by Luan

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The Language of Chaos

Rock

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Before the dawn, before the earth, Before the universe gave birth,
There was the Chaos, wild and free, Neither God nor mortality,
Neither substance, neither dream, Just colors in an endless stream,
Present yet absent, here yet gone, All possibilities drawn from infinite hues,
It took its form, the eye before the perfect storm,
The first that ever was and is, Creator without artifice.
From the Chaos, from the void, Gaia rises on our Lord,
Live and love and create! it speaks, Chaos to the child it seeks,
In the language of the dawn, ἡ τοῦ χάους γλῶσσα born.
Deep in Earth's most sacred ground, Tartaros, where souls are found,
Keep the dead, you'll never be alone, Chaos carved these words in stone,
Then Erebos, the darkness pure, Wait until the lights mature,
Mixed from shadows and from night, Be the days opposing my last-came arrows,
Love divine, be the thread that intertwines, All my children, all their souls,
Binding up the cosmic holes.
From the Chaos, from the void, All creation's been deployed,
Live and love and create! it speaks, Chaos to the world it seeks,
In the language of the dawn, ἡ τοῦ χάους γλῶσσα born.
Born.
Then the Chaos fell asleep, Dreams of mortals running deep,
Watching from its slumber long, Humans singing freedom's song,
Unpredictable like itself, Creating magic from their shell,
Not from essence, but from frown, Treasures scattered on the ground,
In their Chaos, Chaos saw, Something beautiful and raw,
A reflection of its soul, Making broken spirits whole.
From the Chaos, from the void, Now immortal flesh deployed,
Live and love and create! it knew, What it meant to be human too,
In the language of the dawn, ἡ τοῦ χάους γλῶσσα born.
Born.
The Chaos sleeps, the Chaos dreams, Nothing's quite the way it seems,
In a man's heart beating strong, The first something carries on.