Lyrics Blinded by Rage - Cage
A
week
or
two,
that's
all
we
made
it
through
Bad
signs
were
showing
again
I
just
knew
We
gave
up
Cassandra
so
this
would
not
be
Annabelle
was
acting
so
secretly
I
had
to
find
out
what
was
behind
her
strange
behaviour
Did
she
think
I
was
blind?
Shed
lock
herself
into
our
room
I'd
knock
and
she
would
not
come
out
I
sense
immense
impending
doom
I
had
no
doubt,
our
nightmare
was
about
to
begin
I
was
blinded
by
my
rage
and
seeing
red
If
he
did
something
to
my
wife
I'll
have
his
head
There
must
be
something
that
the
Arab
had
not
said
I
was
blinded
by
my
rage
and
seeing
red
Then
one
day
I
left
early
in
the
rain
I'd
spy
on
my
family
make
sure
they're
OK
I
went
to
the
back,
put
boxes
in
a
stack
Wiped
rain
from
the
window
and
tried
to
relax
My
view
improved,
her
clothes
were
removed
I
saw
baby
Jacob
and
her
back
was
so
smooth
She
had
our
son
a
feeding
had
begun
She
sat
so
awkwardly
something
was
wrong
I
was
blinded
by
my
rage
and
seeing
red
God
only
knows
what
little
Jacob
had
been
fed
So
very
strange
the
way
she
held
her
crooked
head
I
was
blinded
by
my
rage
and
seeing
red
I
leapt
from
the
window
and
ran
to
the
front
door
Ramming
my
shoulder
to
find
it
was
locked
Firing
my
pistol,
it
blasted
to
splinters
I
forced
my
way
into
the
bedroom
and
shock
Inside
I
found
my
bride
became
a
monster
Tentacles
flailing,
they
came
from
her
chest
Split
open
wide
from
her
neck
to
her
navel
Feeding
our
son
something
not
from
her
breast
Annabelle's
eyes
were
as
white
as
a
blizzard
Her
jaw
was
detached
with
a
tongue
like
a
snake
Hissing
and
rasping
a
voice
like
a
lizard
All
this
insanity
too
much
to
take
I
made
my
way
with
my
blade
to
baby
Jacob
Cutting
the
sinews
that
now
held
my
son
I
recognized
just
what
the
hell
they
were
made
of
The
same
blackened
tissue
from
when
this
begun
Annabelle
fell
to
the
floor
she
was
reeling
I
grabbed
my
son
knowing
her
mind's
not
her
own
I
wanted
to
kill
her
right
there
was
my
feeling
Then
saw
her
change
back
to
her
human
form
I
tied
her
up
loaded
her
into
the
carriage
Dropped
off
my
son
to
Mrs.
Watkins
close
home
Racing
to
Allistar
to
save
my
marriage
Never
before
have
I
felt
so
alone
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