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. SOLO (Glenn) 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! SOLO (Glenn)