Chaos is a 5 letter word

Yet it has the capacity to fit into a room

Packed full of detnating dynomite and still contain the blast

Like it's hidden away behind bulletproof glass

But silly you, you never got the memo

Chaos is a gunman trying to get to you

And you dismanteled your sheilds 

Chaos and you play hide and seek

Well, for chaos it's mostly seek

He tracks you down.

Lurking in the shadows

Hoping that you won't be found

As you know this game doesn't last

You have to plaste on the semi-bulletproof glass

That is your mask

That mask and almost no one knows the real you.