: Welcome once gain To the Bloody Pit, my friends We're so glad you could attend Come and die...come and die... Yes, the Bloody Pit of Horror, here...
: Now the tomb is bare Scraps of cloth and hair And though his body burned He returned Who's knocking at my door? Come the carnivore... Now he eats
: Lets go Tick-tits! Well have you seen her tits? When they are covered in ticks It's shit like that That makes monks shag their wicks Say have you
: You are a woman I am a man You are my meat Get in the pan You are my meat So die like the rest As I consume your flesh It's all for the best You are
: They show you no mercy They just show you a line Call it a chaos, a curse, or a crime call it what you will but I call it genocide Genocide, genocide
gleaming humanoid The chittering mass fills our sensor screen- drive them back to the void Slaughter, the cosmos scrubbed clean Power - like none that I'd seen GWAR
for General Zog' Another baby crushed with log And that's what this song is for The creatures that were killed by GWAR So check in on the next GWAR tour
: KZ Nekromancer KZ Nekromancer KZ Nekromancer He's a fancy dancer From Auschwitz down to Paraguay Following the path of the good Doktor Mengele They
: Sick and twisted Sick and twisted very bad Crippled, crazy, sick and sad Yes, a fouler thing has not existed Yes, it's true I'm that sick and twisted
: Don't give them a sword and then not let them use it Or sent them to war, and then make them lose it This is a bomb, don't want to defuse it Death
: Damnation! To tame the raging wanderlust That surges in my thighs I'll summon chaos legions From the Krethek Nebuli Watch the lard fields glisten On
: There's a place so very far Most favored of the worlds That are missed by Gwar We can get there As long as it's by stolen car Smash your face and
Far off sensors detect chaos billions more are slain We have thrown a party The guests are set aflame Create a blinding bleacon One that shall proclaim: GWAR lives! GWAR
: Debaser of ancient debacles Shattered worlds, twisted fables Dark soothsayer of worlds unclean Black blood boils as I vent my spleen Obliteration My
: Every child slain No cradle only grave Every child a bomb we'll dominate the octomom Make a child cry... cry child cry! Make a child die... die child
: Where is Zog? Where is Zog? Where is Zog? Where is Zog? Where is Zog? A grizzled face from the days of my youth Where is Zog? Taught me to behave
leave of earth There's some things I'd like off my chest A final chance to set things straight And leave no room to guess How to conquer cursed things After Gwar
: Mount up, rip torn Launch beast, reborn Torture, release the flies Your karma is the stench of a thousand whore's thighs My wrath has? emerged from
