The Angry

Encapsulated is the wrath of a thousand suns

Let it all fade to black, let it all fade to non

Let the angrier be true, be free

As hate that consumes is all I see

The Angry within is an angry that consumes

Hate be the way I let out in a latter of fumes

Cultivate Rages womb, in something that lasts

Hemorrhage and convulse as you wish it would pass

by Nam Hoang

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