Grapes Of Warth

I am the victim of this scum
This wretched world
Gives me no fun
But now the sky begins to burn
The gods will help
Now it’s their turn

I can get nothing
When I even get right
Therefore I use the gun
I’m always ready to fight

Grapes of wrath

I can see walnuts in the sky
Wormeaten skulls
Make metal cries
Black dogs now
Whet their bloody teeth
I’m overdosed
But cold as a beast

I can get nothing
When I even get right
Therefore I use the gun
I’m always ready to fight

Grapes of wrath