Disorder's The Only Order.

In a closed system. All things tend to Entropy.
Our Universe is a closed system.

Every neighbourhood atom will soon move apart.
Every partnership forms doomed from the start.

Because entropy is a measure of disorder.
The universe tends to disorder.

Each destined to not leave a mark.
Each destined to dance alone in the dark.

Because entropy is a measure of disorder.
The universe tends to disorder.
The ultimate disorder consists of everything.
Everything.
Becoming a homogenous smear of energy across the universe.
Like perfectly buttered toast.

All the stars that formed consume themselves
All the matter returned to the shelves.

As every'thing' is slowly converted to pure heat energy
Perfectly distributed across the universe.
No work can be done. No heat to be had.
Just cold. Dark. Dead...

This is no unjust law abhorrent
This is yours and mines death warrant.

In a closed system. All things tend to Entropy.
Disorder.
Chaos.
Darkness.
Death.

... Or so some say anyway...

Just objects, floating in space.
So...
Here I am...