• Wrath, one dagger of seven
    Anger manifested in darkness
    Rage, Contagious and repressed
    Hate is its child, immature sin of deadliness

    Turns many lovers to killers
    Every day, it causes hundreds of murders
    Sadness to Anger, Anger to Rage
    Rage without its chains

    Chains of discipline
    Chains of forgiveness
    Bound and broken by kindness
    Until crushed by true feeling

    Darkness prevails in life
    You can cut the irony with a steak knife
    Wrath controls you and makes you strong
    Without it, I barely manage to get along

    Wrath is a voice in my head,
    Tells me who I think should be dead
    Wrath is my best friend,
    We'll see things through to the end

    A sin so deadly, yet so sweet,
    No wonder so many are under this spell
    To control is no small feat
    Yet Satan makes it so easy, while down in Hell

    You wonder why I'm fond of Wrath,
    Well I decided one day to walk that path
    The day I return, I will be sane
    I've still got years ahead, so don't hold your breath

    You'd only be doing it in vain...