I'm sure you've heard the story Gomorrah and of Sodom If hell is not an endless pit I'm sure they're at the bottom Of all of their abilities the greatest one was math Their multiples of curses equaled a bowl of wrath
Bowl of wrath! Breakfast on the crooked path Bowl of wrath! Oh! Bowl of wrath! Breakfast on the crooked path If you choose to laugh You can have a bowl of wrath
Moses came down from the mount a dark and gloomy morn' His eyes and heart fell in distress when he saw the golden form A ghastly frown fell to his face: "You like this golden calf?" "Well, get your knifes and slay it and have a bowl of wrath"
Bowl of wrath! Breakfast on the crooked path Bowl of wrath! Oh! Bowl of wrath! Breakfast on the crooked path If you choose to laugh You can have a bowl of wrath
You who were You are just You who are You are just We've spilled Your Blood, and killed Your saints And wrath's what we deserve You are just in these judgements The Holy One
Seven bowls before me served up with all God's rage I would've had to eat it 'til Jesus paid sin's wage I'll take my cross up daily, in You I'll take a bath Please cloth me in Your righteousness not in a bowl of wrath
Bowl of wrath! Breakfast on the crooked path Bowl of wrath! Oh! Bowl of wrath! Breakfast on the crooked path If you choose to laugh You can have another Bowl of wrath! Oh! Bowl of wrath! That's right Bowl of wrath! Oh! If you need to laugh, have a bowl of wrathTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
