Wrath

You feel as it's coursing through A river made of flames Turning the world into Ash beneath the surface Boiling to a point All your vision is smoke Holding on as tight as you can Nothing left now to hold A burning spirit of gold All that's left now is to ignite Hate, Spite Can't take back what's given Surface, Fight Madness now is driven Nothing, Now Can hold back the deluge of flames Sense of reason Dredge up this treason I'll let out my Wrath Boiling up from beneath Through my veins blood is fire Breathing out smoke from my lungs Nothing left back to hold A burning spirit of gold All that's left now is to ignite Hate, Spite Can't take back what's given Surface, Fight Madness now is driven Nothing, Now Can hold back the deluge of flames Sense of reason Dredge up this treason I'll let out my Wrath