I'm Always Angry

There is a secret behind how I do what I do
The thing that brings out the beast who hides
Waiting for the perfect time to lash out
I almost killed a little boy today
Or at least I was gonna knock him out
And for what I really don't know
All I could see was the terror that filled his eyes
Moving on the next day to something brand new
But it still doesn't change the animal in his cage
Pressed beneath skin he awaits
Praying for another chance to come back to attack
Oh this is not what I wanted this for
This goes far and beyond protection
This is murderous, this is monstrous
This is me being taken over by a virus
Rupturing through my violence
Breaking forth when I need
And only time will tell if this is just bent up emotion
Yet something tells me it is more then that
But how can I keep this up
I think I have the Sergent York syndrome
Killing in the name of preserving life
Beheading other monsters by means of a different monster
He returns day after day and I see that blood is not enough
So you really want to know how I let him out
The trick, the secret to the game
On the inside I'm always angry
With a fire always kindled just in case
Waiting for that moment when the gas is thrown on
Inferno rage pours out and they are beat
This is more then just for protection
It lives because I like it
And there is nothing I hate more then this