Thin contemptuous laughter I hear from distance, Thou have come again to kill or to save
Thine diabolical cold is piercing through my body as usual
When Thou art close Thou art, Thou come. Like an uninvited guest, like a child unwanted
Chaos is our heritage Chaos is the Beginning and the End, Life and Death, the Link
Neither good, nor bad. Angel of just vengeance. Herald of changes, the living fire, the queen of existence
Thou that art... thou spread thy wings until eternity. Keeper of hourglass, gazing at each other with blind eyes
Born of chaos. We cross each other endlessly. In the sinister silence. Born of chaos.
Destined to us Thou await here for each of us. And when the time is to come Thou take away that is your due
Thou and I
And then, then... then you disappear as unnoticeably as thou appeared. Thou leave emptiness and suffering
Yet that's how it has to be, the end is the beginning, Chaos is our heritage