Random blobs of power
Expressed as that which we all disregard
Ordered states of nature
On a scale that no one thinks about
Don't speak to me of anarchy or peace or calm revolt man
We're in a play of slow decay orchestrated by boltzmann
It's entropy
It's not a human issue
It's entropy
It's matter of course
Entropy
Energy at all levels
Entropy
From it you cannot divorce
And your pathetic moans of suffrage tend to lose all significance
Xetinction, degradation
The natural outcomes of our ordered lives
Power, motivation
Temporary fixtures for which we strive
Something in our synapses assures us we're ok
But in our disequilibrium we simply cannot stay
A stolid proposition
From a man unkempt as i
My affectatious I cannot rectify
But we are out of our equilibrium unnaturally
A pang of consciousness of death then and you will agree
Writer(s): Greg Graffin
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