An Axe to Grind

Internally I seethe with rage Discarded boundaries Hatred on display No cause for calming A storm inside me I′m here to fuck up your day No medication, pain the prescription A helping of fear Served with ill intention Behold the crown, shattered with you On the ground Kissing the concrete, the king has fallen down Make with haste Die like waste Vermin, unfit pigs Die in the Internal slaughter I seethe with rage Discarded boundaries Hatred on display No cause for calming A storm inside me I'm here to fuck up your day No medication, pain the prescription A helping of fear Served with ill intention Behold the crown, shattered with you On the ground Kissing the concrete, the king has fallen down A hand of mercy, not on my watch A ticking timebomb, only malice in my thoughts An ax to grind, no hatchet buried Except for the one in your skull