Anger, fury, rage.
Like an animal in a cage.
Power beyong containment
This is not entertainment.
They couldn't take a joke,
Their bullets flew through the smoke,
I heard the civilians choke,
As the ground with blood was soaked.
These people had no humor,
They caused nothing but this horror,
They were savages, vicious, cruel.
This was so, so cruel.
Red hot my anger burns,
Bright fire to this day,
Night was pitch dark in Paris,
The effects won't go away.
Red hot my anger burns,
A warning to all of those,
Those who would take the lives...
The lives of so many...
Oh so many...
