this is a reckoning,

a cliched cut of lying tongue

revenge never goes out of style



gorilla honing trigger finger that makes gorilla man

ingrained, there's hate within us all



spiraling I've lost my footing once again

I'm flailing in a tantrum of disgust!



when life holds nothing sacred,

when the loveless turn to loathe

we'll witness this final threatened pose



oh mother war,

I sleep in your arms tonight

I'm burning, I'm burning for your love



this juggernaut of bronze and alcohol

machines of vengeance now are born



of vengeance we are born

to our graves these grudges shall be sworn



behold the death of emotions never mourned

we'll die before we crawl



twisted ministers of death, praying for a bullet



hail, gorilla suffocate gorilla, maim

an education in howling

ministers of death, we'll be praying

praying for this bullet, hail



gorilla suffocate

gorilla maim

an education in complete misanthropy