I feel your rage through the ether
through space.
I touches me, burning
like it was meant for me,
though I'm only standing in the way.
I can't soothe it,
I can't soothe you.
I can only step out of its spray.
Rage
I feel your rage through the ether
through space.
I touches me, burning
like it was meant for me,
though I'm only standing in the way.
I can't soothe it,
I can't soothe you.
I can only step out of its spray.