slowly burning in the back of the brain black glass cracking the pulse of the frame hands on the edge of the scene half awake, half in a dream somethings about to give some things don’t want to leave chaos and disorder chaos and disorder smoke cuts through the dust tongues cut on metal and rust was it where nothing is nothing is where it was chaos and disorder chaos and disorder keys to the kingdom won't open the door see the light sneaking onto the floor clocks stop ticking and the wells run dry sky starts falling wind starts to cry chaos and disorder chaos and disorder Is everybody in?