The Apes of Wrath

The Apes of Wrath

The Apes of Wrath

The Apes of WrathFlecked with gore I face you

My hide is writhing with worms

I come from the place where the flesh sculptors pile

Wrenching creations born of blood and bileThe creatures that lived here are now held in our thrall

The mayor and his cronies have been nailed to the wall

This pattern of violence, it hinges on fate

The seal of your coffin, you found out too lateThe Apes of Wrath

The Apes of Wrath

The Apes of WrathI am the ruler, the mutilator of dreams

All life falls apart at the seamsThe creatures that lived here are now held in our thrall

The mayor and his cronies have been nailed to the wall

This pattern of violence, it hinges on fate

The seal of your coffin, you found out too lateThe Apes of Wrath

The Apes of Wrath

The Apes of WrathPrepare yourselves for violence, a spinning, flailing mass

Tips are jocked, jaws are clocked, we sit back and laugh

Spitting bloody chicklets, veins are bulging from their throat

The blood fills a moat, you must fight with boatsTrying to express your rage, you must use your fists

Personality dissolves in a red and raging mistThe Apes of Wrath, the Apes of Wrath

The Apes of Wrath, the Apes of Wrath

The Apes of Wrath, the Apes of Wrath

The Apes of Wrath, the Apes of WrathThe Apes of Wrath, the Apes of Wrath

The Apes of Wrath, the Apes of Wrath

The Apes of Wrath, the Apes of Wrath

The Apes of Wrath, the Apes of Wrath