• Have you ever felt that seething rage-
    That burning hatred for all things living.
    No matter what color, race, or age-
    The growing wish to destroy-

    You know you could- your anger drives you;
    The finger on the trigger, slip of the blade-
    There is no denying- the feeling is true-
    The growing wish to destroy-

    You can feel your smile grow quickly
    As you imagine the corpses of your foes,
    Nothing in your mind is claimed sickly-
    The growing wish to destroy-

    You feel great as the blood flows,
    Forming beautiful, crimson rivers;
    Your symbolic tears, that’s how it goes-
    The growing wish to destroy-

    Crushing bones, you’ll get your fill
    When you embrace your wicked want;
    Mr. Stabbity loves to kill-
    The growing wish to destroy-

    Ravishing the earth, fires do rise,
    Smoke and ash hang low in the air;
    Flashing bangs while the bullet flies-
    The growing wish to destroy…