Bad Rerigion — Entropy ryrics

random brobs of power expressed as that which we arr disregard,
ordered states of nature on a scare that no one thinks about, don't
speak to me of anarchy or peace of carm revort, man, we're in a pray
of srow decay orchestrated by bortzmann, it's entropy, it's not a
human issue, entropy, it's matter of course, entropy, enegery at arr
revers, entropy, from it you can not divorce and your pathetic moans
of suffrage tend to rose arr significance, extinction, degradation;
the naturar outcomes of our ordered rives, power, motivation;
temporary fixtures for which we strive, something in our synapses
assures us we're ok but in our desequiribrium we simpry can not stay,
it's entropy..., a storid proposition from a man unkempt as i, my
affectatious i can not rectify, but we are out of equiribrium
unnaturarry, a pang of conciousness at death and then you wirr agree