Perfect Message Lyrics - Endless

on the surface, everything seems to make sense 

things vibrate and forms all states of matter but go deeper 

to the realm of a quantum, and all sense is lost 

and forms all states of matter but go deeper 

yet somehow - things crystalize 

somehow there is form 

god doesn't play dice, he plays chess 

I am a pawn, that somehow staid 

fragile senses feed collective thoughts 

but my senses are conspiring 

how sweet, I was blind, but now I see 

show - but who watches? 

chaos, it would seem, is the ultimate nihilist 

somehow there is form 

god doesn't play dice, he plays chess 

I am a pawn, that somehow staid 

the quark can't be predicted 

the system should either collapse - or explode!