6 Ft of Anger

Everything comes to a question, where time is the factor But I can't care about it Everyone talks about justice but truth is forgotten You're accused but not on trial (Turn to me) for the right answer (I will tell you) that everything comes into Chaos, burning, terror I am 6 ft. of anger Panic, carnage, mayhem I am 6 ft. of anger I'm building tension but not any bridges 'Cause I don't care about that The weight of my conscience is lighter than air I am bent but never broken (Turn to me) for the right answer (I will tell you) that everything comes into Chaos, burning, terror I am 6 ft. of anger Panic, carnage, mayhem I am 6 ft. of anger It's the grave mass of the plain people that Lincoln loved so well That have to stand the brunt of war They do not have the glory of coming home With the gold lace and the feathers and all that falls to the leader Chaos, burning, terror I am 6 ft. of anger Panic, carnage, mayhem I am 6 ft. of anger Chaos, burning, terror I am 6 ft. of anger Panic, carnage, mayhem I am 6 ft. of anger