Art of Chaos (Version 1.1)

(Verse 1) I dream in shades they’ve never seen, In colors beyond what’s red or green. I conjure ice that bends the light, To dance like wonders in the night. No need for rules, no need for lines, I carve the air where beauty shines. The art of chaos, soft and warm, I shape the mist, I sculpt the storm. (Chorus) I paint with hues that fade away, From vibrant tones to quiet gray. In every curve, in every form, A beauty wild, where colors swarm. What seems impossible to their eyes, Is where my boundless vision lies. The art of chaos, pure and free, Where I create what cannot be. (Verse 2) I turn the mist to crystal clear, And carve the ice with beauty near. Where others see a frozen end, I see the light, a path to bend. For fleeting moments, colors bloom, Before they fade, returning gloom. In chaos warm, I find my grace, And cast reflections into space. (Chorus) I paint with hues that fade away, From vibrant tones to quiet gray. In every curve, in every form, A beauty wild, where colors swarm. What seems impossible to their eyes, Is where my boundless vision lies. The art of chaos, pure and free, Where I create what cannot be. (Bridge) Let them watch as colors fall, I shape the storm, I sculpt it all. With ice and light, I carve my name, In chaos, I create the flame. (Chorus) I paint with hues that fade away, From vibrant tones to quiet gray. In every curve, in every form, A beauty wild, where colors swarm. What seems impossible to their eyes, Is where my boundless vision lies. The art of chaos, pure and free, Where I create what cannot be. (Outro) In shifting light, I find my way, Sculpting dreams that fade to gray. The art of chaos, it lives in me, A world of beauty they cannot see.