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
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 an 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
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 You 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 i', '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
Bowl of wrath
Breakfast on the crooked path
If you choose to laugh
You can have a bowl of wrath
Bowl of wrath
Bowl of wrath
If you need to laugh, have a bowl of wrath