The Iron Anchor

The Iron Anchor Brewing anger has displayed a chip on one’s shoulder Enraged without good reason, grey haired and older Ill-spirited in a rotted lifeboat secured by an iron anchor Crimson flare from a dragon's mouth with roars of rancor Bars none, unleashed flogger spares no one forty lashes A blood thirsty unbridled vengeance burning all to ashes Listen to yourself and look inward, we can stop the hate Salvage what's left of a drowning ship and its furious fate Lock the forbidden door of hostility and toss the key! Channel in the light, warm hearted spirit set yourself free