There's No Point

Everyone dances the same old story Battling perdition to seek glory Another entrant, another name Replaces a lost piece from the game Chaos is sorted to the beat of learned rules With perfection needing more time from fools We spread our genes or anchor choice memes Randomly wandering within limits like machines Any magic is ignorance or well-spun lies Guiding the plethora of emerald eyes While freaks without the binds of greed's fetter Randomly play because they don't know any better So whether you mine coal or have no goal Don't waste your time analyzing your soul There is no standard within relativity There is only chaos, order, and infinity