Anger Line - Decapitated

Since I remember, every eye’s burnt with wrath

Since I remember, every hand’s been stained with crime

Since I remember, every word’s dripped with lies

Since I remember, every step’s been a risk

We’ve been the hate’s alchemists

The great violent search for shimmering release

Death, fear and anger are the perfect recipe!

I’ve fallen and crawled through the ages in nowhere land

Blind, suffocated by submissive life

Prolonged lethargy grows like a claw

Then breeds anger, cuts the bonds

The human swarm full of spikes, sting without mercy every time

I slotted into the order of this severe world

I bred my anger, my dormant arm

Sculpted in the lurid forge of my fears

Hounded mind reached into the darkness sphere

The inside fury gained with every wound

The latent fuse, the bomb inside

I slowly enter the fragile Ground

Sanity stands against the wrath

I’m getting closer to the anger line

Closer than ever to slake the urge

Curiously staring at what is beyond the line

Too many years, too many scars…

Pointless awaiting just whets appetite

Sinners, the cursed ones, temptingly calling my fucking name

Just a few steps forward to feel released

Just a couple moves to awake the beast!

Closer than ever, closer to hell

I walk into shadow, the valley of the damned