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