circle of rage

Splinters in my hands

and blisters on my feet

i can't feel the pain subside

i can feel the sweat drip

feeling like im in a crazy

tympanic rage

crazed with this over seeing age

wisdom sought down

let the knowledge run around

through out the brain

That has been encrypted

So one cannot read

And demons cannot plant there seed

No knowledge of rage

As being trapped in the same ol’ cage

Dog boy of fury

No more fluffy soul today

I am now a ball of imploding molecules

Ready to blow a circuit’s fuse

And I'm ready to pour out my soul

in an unfriendly way