The Rage

 My ink spills ire on every page
Happiness is now off stage
Joy consigned to the back stage
It’s only menace that’s now on stage
I’m getting ready to re-engage
Feeling the bliss of my outrage
My heart thumps in my rib cage
I’ve tried but I can’t disengage
Its time for a murderous rampage
Loud in my headphone Jimmy page
With automatic weapons its war I’ll wage
On any one of any age
Under age
School age
Over age
Middle age
Old age
Golden age
Bastards from the stone age
Assholes from the ice age
Dicks from the bronze age
I’m gonna make it like the darkest age
The random killer is now on-stage
I won’t be caught, I won’t be caged
The killing starts despite my age
I’m just a fuckin bucket of rage