The Rage

From a fireball we came crossed sea and mountain

We were drinking beauty with our eyes

We were given all to make our own let us be left alone

Laid the tasks and paid the price, everything survives

Crushed and bolted all the great

After every win, what a stake we're in

It's paying better than the grave

When we talk without amend, we see red, and then

Deep inside the blood begins to boil

Like a tiger in the cage

We begin to shake with rage