6 Ft Of Anger

Everything comes to a question, where time is the factor

But I can't care about it

Everyone talks about justice but truth is forgotten

You're accused but not on trial

Turn to me, - For the right answer

And I will tell you, - That everything comes into

CHAOS, BURNING, TERROR

I am 6 ft. of anger

PANIC, CARNAGE, MAYHEM

I am 6 ft. of anger

I'm building tension but not any bridges

'Cause I don't care about that

The weight of my conscience is lighter than air

I am bent but never broken

Turn to me, - For the right answer

And I will tell you, - That everything comes into

CHAOS, BURNING, TERROR

I am 6 ft. of anger

PANIC, CARNAGE, MAYHEM

I am 6 ft. of anger

It's the grave mass of the plain people that Lincoln loved so well that have to stand the brunt of war. They do not have the glory of coming home with the gold lace and the feathers and all that falls to the leader.

CHAOS, BURNING, TERROR

I am 6 ft. of anger

PANIC, CARNAGE, MAYHEM

I am 6 ft. of anger

CHAOS, BURNING, TERROR

I am 6 ft. of anger

PANIC, CARNAGE, MAYHEM

I am 6 ft. of anger