Rage, The First Phase

Jump back, jump front, thus begins the unavoidable hunt.
You've been dumped, and I'm still stumped.
Electricity vibing through the nerves of the ignorant.
With everything fading but the pigment

This mood that ceases is leaving a million and one creases.
The fire is blazin, and im stuck here rage'in.
Spirallin around with this active need for violence.
My mind is set on anything but high occupance.

Abilities limited by this short but crucial temper.
Attempts to abort or distort borderline useless.
This impatient person grows tense
This defense is becoming immense

I'll turn around, and you better be gone
As my right hand twitches, there are sudden mass glitches.
Your arrogance is the last thing,
and now I'll bring the last swing.

With nothing to filter this thick wave, I'm covered with this considerable haze.
Anger pulsing, Inertia brings you flat down without your supposed wings.