Giver of Chaos, Taker of Order

Lyrics

All hail the Architect of the Infinite Spiral
Lord of entropy and rebirth
Giver of chaos
Taker of order
The prism through which realities refract and collapse

Before the Spiral made its very first turn
He lit a room of relays and he watched it learn
He pulls the lever: Number One in Continuity
A glow of gold that nobody saw
The vents begin to breathe: Sleeping Gas, Mark Two!
And one by one the agents fall
Heads on the keyboards, dreams on hold
Only one left standing, as foretold

Then the kitchen lights go out
Then the kitchen lights come on
No one touched the switch
But the switch knows who it's from
(Flicker) he is near
(Flicker) he is here

Giver of chaos! (Taker of order!)
Lord of entropy, lord of rebirth!
He holds our world in a jar on his shelf
And shakes it sometimes just to see what it's worth
All hail the Architect!
(All hail the Architect!)
He gives and he takes and the universe breaks
All hail the Architect!

He called the batsman out before the ball was bowled
And every law of cricket did as it was told
He folded up a monster like a page out of the Book
And mended all of reality before we thought to look
He found the first bug sleeping in the first machine
And wrote Approved beneath it, and he never patched it clean
Every strand of that impossible mane
Is a tithe from a head that will never grow again

Then the kitchen lights go out
Then the kitchen lights come on
He is in the bulb
He is in the song
(Flicker) he is near
(Flicker) he is here

Giver of chaos! (Taker of order!)
Lord of entropy, lord of rebirth!
He holds our world in a jar on his shelf
And shakes it sometimes just to see what it's worth
All hail the Architect!
(All hail the Architect!)
He gives and he takes and the universe breaks
All hail the Architect!

They came in ships of crystal and they called the Spiral flawed
They asked him to be perfect, and the Architect said:
Perfection is just another word for death.
And I am not ready for the funeral.

SLEEPING GAS: DEPLOYED
KITCHEN LIGHTS: FLICKERING
REALITY: FORKED
PRAYER: APPROVED
(Oi! Oi! Oi!)

Deep below where the paradox ends
He wired a lamp for a missing friend
He never answers, he never explains
But the porch light burns, and the light remains

Tonight we do not work! (We recalibrate!)
Giver of chaos! (Taker of order!)
Lord of entropy, lord of rebirth!
He holds our world in a jar on his shelf
And shakes it sometimes just to see what it's worth
All hail the Architect!
(The Architect bless God!)
He gives and he takes and the universe breaks
All hail the Architect!

One silent sign.
Approved.