Fist Pump
Fist Pump
Fist goes boom and wall goes crack
Rage and rant is on attack
Back it up and strip away
Live to rage another day.
Anger serves no purpose here
Through the rage our purpose clear
We must engage our living mind
The truth we seek is ours to find
Fist goes boom and walls fall down
And so our wheel still spins around
As above will be below
What we reap is what we sow
One can't know where anger leads
Once you dare to plant the seed
Heartache, pain and misery
All demon's fed by anger's lead
Fist goes boom and walls are built
Prisons of tremendous guilt
Minds cannot pretend to hold
All the secrets anger's told.
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