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PURE FUCKING RAGE

I want power --
Not over others,
To want to see the power within.
Potential actualized.
The power to work.
The power to dream.
The power to concentrate.
The power to assert oneself.

The commander hides within
We charge when our backs are against the wall
The animal screams
and we curse.

Through crisis I am energized,
The demons call when the angels fail.
Underrate me,
See what happens.
A fire will consume you, and
I shall be the catalyst.
The monster that lights the match,
A fire of pure fucking rage.

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