Red: Rage (Cover)

In a mockery of a drunken state
When the mind is muddled in a haze
The fire is burning inside
Eating your sanity alive.


As the tinge of red covers and mists
As you try to get hold onto your fists
To wreak havoc and go unto a stupor
The anger grows and slowly pours.


The thunder pass, the lightning strucks
But the cold stays on to watch
Though the storm had gone and subside
The rage remains at high tide.


Through the dark heavens
Through the raging seas
The emotions go ponder
Reflecting the chaotic wonder.