Anger

Anger makes us kills people

Destroy the things around us

The way it felt makes us burn

The burden of yourself makes a sacrifice to hell

It’s a hell of a ride

But

We gotta do what we gotta do

That’s the way it is

Is the anger will go away from the humans?

Or is it will exist as same as before which was inherited?

I don’t know

You tell me

Anger got a lot of stories within us

And out of ourselves

It brings us to the place where we are today

It’s open up to a world of its own

Power will go through your pain

Makes you fall into a trap

The finger of the knuckle a shot will mark a scar on your face

Anger got a deep well of sinners