The fire burns a mind -
It pours from within
As putrid and maligned
Opiate tisane
Where is a gift of light?
The malice at a pinch
And every milliard
Is sentenced to a lynch
Rage in me -
Ascented death
I am ill
I am seth!
Rage in me -
Hollow swarm
Blown up
My whole form!
I scream, but in my throat
The lump - it tightens me
And heart enragedly troat
There are no prayers here
So, what will cure me now
From anger and the blues?
My soul is in drough
The world is in the bruise
Rage in me -
Ascented death
I am ill
I am seth!
Rage in me -
Hollow swarm
Blown up
My whole form!
I am ill!
Rage in me -
Ascented death
I am ill
I am seth!
Rage in me -
Hollow swarm
Blown up
My whole form!
Rage in me!
I am ill!
Rage in me!
