For anger to turn to rage, you need to lose the "n"

N for no.

When you snatched my match, this reptile hatched,

In the nest of my chest out this egg I caressed and incubated,

Since we dated and became related.

A scaled little worm, but hungry as a hole,

Pushing down, oppressing all the anger in my soul,

And since you're gone, there's a lot of it, I accumulate all the hate,

That was created when you stepped through the heavenly gate.

I keep my rage in my skull cage,

Every day it ages, more furrows in my face.

About to break the bars, gotta be let loose.

I keep my rage in my skull cage,

I feed my little pet, give it all my juice.

Fire in my head, ready for abuse.

Blood is boiling in my custom pressure cooker,

A scorching stew of hate is bubbling since they took her.

Need to feed my greedy pet a three-course meal for it to shed,

Breaking up its skin from tail to chin for it to level up.

My little anger got so fucking big, funny how time flies,

Only yesterday it was a spark in my eyes.

But I took real good care, poured all the oil I could spare,

Drip drop down your throat, in the hope I could bring up this beast, to release.

When I'm in need for a bulldozer, running over all the living creatures,

That always take the best of me, in a sec you gonna see, my rage banging on your roof, poof poof.

Anger is my ruler, a 6 foot 8 preschooler, mowing all the land like Alexander the great,

Fueled by hate, it swallows its prey with the plate.

You stripped me off my mate, you're about to feel my hate.

I keep my rage in my skull cage,

Every day it ages, more furrows in my face.

About to break the bars, gotta be let loose.

I keep my rage in my skull cage,

I feed my little pet, give it all my juice.

Fire in my head, ready for abuse.