Delirium of disorder (x2)
Life is the sieve through which my anarchy strains,
Resolving itself into works.
Chaos is the score upon which reality is written,
The timeless, swirling gyroscopic horde.
Delirium
Delirium of disorder
Yeah! I am just an atom in an ectoplasmic sea
Without direction or a reason to exist.
The anechoic nebula rotating in my brain
Is persuading me, contritely, to persist.
Delirium of disorder (x8)

• 1,000 More Fools
• 1000 More Fools
• Best for You
• Delirium of Disorder
• Do What You Want
• Forbidden Beat
• Give You Nothing
• How Much is Enough?
• I Give You Nothing/tom Clement...
• Land of Competition
• Part Ii
• Part Iv
• Pessimistic Lines
• Suffer
• What Can You Do?
• When?
• You Are