Angry

From the depths of my soul
The wrath I must control
A rage that's off the page
The Richter scale cannot record
The violent thoughts untold
Unable to be bottled unable to be sold
The severing sword that's my tongue
Speaking words that can't be undone
A seed was planted in September The eleventh day
Every last asshole will pay
Each has their time
Each will have their day
So meny Americans lost
And they'll be avenged no matter the cost
ten fold repayment is what's in store!

Silent