Anger
By winter jazz
It is like hellThat knows no boundIt seethes,Boils, burns and sizzlesUntil once it's overflowed,ExplodesLike a volcanic eruptionIn its full gloryReaching all outIn all directionsWith only destruction in his mind.What is left is the heavy repercussionsThat will plague mankind foreverAs the lost soulsBurning in HellCrying out in anguishBreeding more fury.The saga continuesAs hatred returns Lusting for moreCraving for more.AngerPerhaps Satan's greatest inventionPerhaps God's worst mistake. Written October 23rd, 2001 © on Oct 22 2001 06:33 PM PST 0 • 1
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"It is like hellThat knows no boundIt seethes,Boils, burns and sizzlesUntil once it's overflowed,ExplodesLike a volcanic eruptionIn its full gloryReaching all outIn all directionsWith only destruction in his mind.What is left is the heavy repercussionsThat will plague mankind foreverAs the lost soulsBurning in HellCrying out in anguishBreeding more fury.The saga continuesAs hatred returns Lusting for moreCraving for more.AngerPerhaps Satan's greatest inventionPerhaps God's worst mistake...."