Chaos, have you returned
to live and dwell with us,
to ravage and bring ruin,
to let your darkness shine
against the light that was,
the one that gave us life?
Harbinger of darkness,
why do you hate order
that provides and protects
fragile creatures like us
from the monsters 'round us,
that rage and roar and kill?
Will you not ever cease?
Listen, worker of woe,
you reign but a moment,
you take all, but not hope.
Where you sow seeds of loss,
the Sower sows good seeds,
the kind meant to bring good
to broken ones He loves.
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