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Songtexte: Gwar. Crack In The Egg.

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The egg was spawned in our mutation pit
In the bowels of your Earth it was grown
Feeding on the blood of you loinspawn
And all the filthy load that was blown
Now the time is right for birth
And whatever it is shall stalk the Earth
What it looks like, I care not
I just hope it kills a lot

Crack in the egg
Crack in the egg
The time is right
Crack in my pipe

Parasitical scum, you die so easily
But you always have sickened me
Your will enslaved, you grovel for more
Soon your bowels will litter the floor
Cannibalistic depravity
Bereft of all humanity
A fitting feast of abject insanity
A dark curtain before last calamity

There is but one way to give the egg life
Murder the innocent souls
Their fluids project as their nipples are flayed
Their skulls are fashioned into bowels
You masses of humans are gagging in glee
Now you gape but soon you'll be here with me
If you're really lucky I'll vomit on thee
I'll shit in your stump and then bathe you in pee

Sunder your forms with my withering hacks
Mash up your face with my gauntleted smacks
Now bring me dead babies let their be no lack

I got a bunch of them here in my sack

I slaughtered your daughters, I mangled your sons
If we kill enough of them the Gor-Gor will come
The end of your race, we approach the hour
Gor-Gor will get a blood-red baby shower
We bathe him in death to celebrate life
I'll be the doctor and Beef the midwife
But it takes so long, how can I cut slack

Shoot that fucker up with some crack

Gor-Gor see him now inside the egg
Please come out, Gor-Gor of you I beg
Will he be a happy child? Maybe
Most likely he'll be a crack-baby
We infected his being with evil drugs
So he would grow up and be a thug
Destroy the planet, the world he will mug
The human race will die and we will just shrug