6 Ft Of Anger - Corroded

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

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