The Days of Rage

I see these people on the street.
They think they know, they feel they’re ready
They gearing up, revenge is sweet
Their anger’s growing strong and steady
It comes at once: desire, yearning
It has no name, no face, no age
And cars on fire – cars are burning
I’m going down in Days of rage!

Preparing fifty years ahead and
Still working hard though it’s no bliss
I didn’t notice it’s a dead-end,
By playing daily ‘hit and miss’
Some things involve a wider stage
While something vital goes unspoken
Look, I’m submerged in Days of rage
And shattered glass and windows broken!

The Days of rage are coming near
The Days of rage on my agenda
So am I here to greet my fear
Or staying strong and don’t surrender?

They’re coming down. They’re like a blizzard
A crazy truck that speeds my way
Pretend to be the only reason
The only law I should obey
They want to be my final page
They’re going through me like a rover.
The Days of rage! The Days of rage –
I’m staying strong – your days are over!