Rage in the First Degree

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Tyipan Brisk

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It doesn't matter who you are or what you are there for
You'll know that eerie feeling stepping into that door
Far away from hallowed ground, just go and set the latch
Soon enough, you'll realize what has you firmly attached

Such an awful sight idling on the wall
Moreover, there's an attic that is sealed where it crawls
She wrote in such a manner for a man of the book
And while enamored, caught the wrath of her own husband who took
Her life

Who needs to chill when I have ice that's from my fingers
You're absent-minded and blinded, my striking ghost
Has come back from you: the one I hate the most

Cursed in blood wearing the tattered sleeves
Once a lovely mother, do my eyes deceive
Well, that curse is me
You will never be free
As I'm filled with rage in the first degree

Drown me now, snap my neck, and with my heart now severed
I am by your bed with unsurpassing terror
Try to flee? Did you freeze? Please, I need your mercy
Reach a little harder, you won't find it from me

We all repeat and appear like you left our bodies
Look into our eyes, we are far from groggy
We have staked the place that will live on high
Reborn again and again with no end to the demise

Trace the place
We investigate
All these victims increase at alarming rates
But we find the hallways that speak their names
Slain in vain
It's all the same

She was shown the markings of this evil light
Maybe this gasoline will grant a peaceful night
With the shifting tides of this home revealed
You are pale as ever with a grip to kill

Death rattle, death rattle
Ascending from nowhere, we fall like cattle
Hope, dies, sorrow, thrives
It's in your presence where my fears will lie

Through the frigid and the barren little hospital wing
She has continuing depletions of her sanity
And the house itself survived a scorching blaze
While very little has been solved to quell the deadly rage

It doesn't matter who you are or what you are there for
You'll know that eerie feeling stepping into that door
Far away from hallowed ground, just go and set the latch
Soon enough, you'll realize what has you firmly attached

Such an awful sight idling on the wall
Moreover, there's an attic that is sealed where it crawls
She wrote in such a manner for a man of the book
And while enamored, caught the wrath of her own husband who took
Her life

Who needs to chill when I have ice that's from my fingers
You're absent-minded and blinded, my striking ghost
Has come back from you: the one I hate the most

Cursed in blood wearing the tattered sleeves
Once a lovely mother, do my eyes deceive
Well, that curse is me
You will never be free
As I'm filled with rage in the first degree

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