River of Rage
Born of a beast...made of fire and flames
In wickedness waters floods of fury sink my stage
Burning and baking my bad blood is boiling
For my multiple crimes and sins a sad smile is spoiling
Tormented and toiling...I'm struggling to stay above
I can see the world around me
For me there is no love
Twisted like a thug...no drugs or drink can calm me
As I take another toxic trip even demons they don't scare me
Don't dare me as I dive in head first
Now I'm drowning in the darkness...as the best turns for the worst
That redrum river keeps on coming and it's calling me to stay
Now I sink straight to the bottom of that river I call rage
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