Sing now, my muse, of the Goddess of Chaos,Arising from primeval Quantum foam born,Goddess of Entropy, Goddess of Anarchy,She who creates and destroys innumerable cosmosIn the gap between dawn and the rise of the sun,She who dances between unseen fractal dimensions,In a small still place all enfolded in storm,Lover of Death and Lover of Life,

She dances a dance on the edge of a knife,Singularity bound, in a teardrop of light,Immortal Chaos wreathed with broken planets and dust,Thy name is Eris, world shattering Goddess,

The sound of a bell in an dark empty cavern,The scent of a rose in a room long abandoned,The dance of the motes in the eye of the Goddess,The touch of a breeze in the heat of the noon,The taste of wine from an ancient tomb. Most terrible and most beautiful name of the Goddess, Eris!