Chaos
The Gates Lyrics


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As parasites we grovel, through the dust
A temple devoured, by the ancient fires
Autumn falls hard on restless flesh
Persistence buried in the sands of time

The gray man kissed the mud
Circular the ruins, in a dawn without birds
Crowned by the deities of death

Streets as cracks in the skin
To drink from the night itself
Webs of perdition, crush the rushing earth
The aching void lures, promising rebirth





Order from chaos, every thought a tool
Order from chaos, profaned by the burned and the dead

Overall Meaning

The Gates's song "Chaos" depicts a desolate and chaotic world where humans are like parasites, groveling through the dust. The temple, once a place of worship, has been devoured by the ancient fires, leaving nothing but ruins behind. Autumn falls hard on restless flesh, signifying the end of life and the arrival of death. Persistence is buried in the sands of time, suggesting that the efforts of men are ultimately futile.


The gray man kissed the mud, symbolizing the arrival of death. The ruins are circular, and there are no birds to be heard in the dawn. The deities of death have crowned the ruins, indicating that the world has succumbed to darkness and destruction. The streets are like cracks in the skin, and people seek to drink from the night itself. However, webs of perdition crush the rushing earth, and the aching void lures them, promising rebirth.


"Order from chaos, every thought a tool, profaned by the burned and the dead." This line suggests that even in chaos, there is order, and that humans have the ability to create order from chaos. However, even though every thought can be a tool, there are some who will not be able to make sense of the world and who will succumb to a state of profanity. The burned and the dead, who have lost their way, will never be able to find order.


Line by Line Meaning

As parasites we grovel, through the dust
We act like parasites, crawling on the ground, among the dust


A temple devoured, by the ancient fires
The fire of the gods destroyed a temple


Autumn falls hard on restless flesh
The cold autumn days test our patience and persistence


Persistence buried in the sands of time
Our persistence is lost and forgotten in the flow of time


The gray man kissed the mud
A dying man falls to the ground


Circular the ruins, in a dawn without birds
The ruins are endless and deserted


Crowned by the deities of death
The gods of death rule over us


Streets as cracks in the skin
The streets are like scars on the earth's skin


To drink from the night itself
We want to take in the fullness of darkness and the unknown


Webs of perdition, crush the rushing earth
The traps of our own creation destroy the world


The aching void lures, promising rebirth
The emptiness attracts us and promises new beginnings


Order from chaos, every thought a tool
We can create order from chaos by using our thoughts as tools


Order from chaos, profaned by the burned and the dead
Even though order can be created from chaos, it can never hide the destruction and devastation left behind




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd., RESERVOIR MEDIA MANAGEMENT INC
Written by: Adrian Erlandsson, Anders Bj�rler, Jonas Fredrik Bj�rler, Martin Michael Larsson, Tomas Lindberg

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@EliteJello

I still love that there's just some high ranking Grey Knight slaughtering daemons in the immaterium like doom slayer. It's great!

@noameg5364

Ah yes, kaldor draigo, supreme grandmaster of the grey knights.

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Demons be like :,,come on that's unfair 4 grey knights against 1 million demons"😂😂

@prestoncarter4096

I want another space hulkwing game as a demon hunter with full customizations for both weapon loadouts and fashion.

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WE NEEE THAT BROTHER

@snowmiser9258

Is kinda of wild to know that my favourite 40k character Iskandar Khayon once defeated and killed 5 of these guys by himself after being ambushed by them and only walking away with a broken arm and some fractured ribs.

@mut1565

Yea know there is an official version right?

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literally me

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