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 juggarnaut 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