You're standing in a mob about to explode from the tension.
Music lays the rhythm for this anger driven expression.
You're not about to fall, you stood your ground.
Masses of energy as you're moved by the sound.
Strength and conviction, inspired stomps.
There's only one king in the pit.

Rage...this poetry is violent
Rage...for there can be none silent
Rage...and bear witness to this violent poetry in motion.

Grace destruction, desultory deliverance.
Into a realm of elegant annihilation.
Dive the stage to ride the wave
Into the depths of unchoreographed pain.

Rage...this poetry is violent
Rage...for there can be none silent
Rage...and bear witness to this violent poetry in motion.

You're one within the crowd, energies overflow from excitement.
Music is the narration for your trip, vent frustration, and a rebirth.
For there is no God or a Hell or a Heaven.
Only measures in time with a rhyme to believe in.
Lost in a barrage, pounding musical outcries.
Powered movements.

Rage...this poetry is violent
Rage...for there can be none silent
Rage...and bear witness to this violent poetry in motion.

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