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Gwar Violence Has Arrived

sin Licking the lap where my load must begin I rode a tide of vengeance that could never be denied Hail the crimson blur ? violence has arrived! RED

Beauty is Rot! Legions of sex slaves have flocked in my calls You are the most grotesque of them all Warts and protrusions the beg for the grave Ironic

Ice world, eternal night, doors are chained and barred Toiling slaved die in droves, this life is hard There?s a Balrog in the woodpile, in the corner

Centuries of carnage Centuries of chaos yet unfolding A planet built on bone Spinning in a space Unmolded Armies are arrayed Like toys on tabletops

of violence Hinges on fate The seal of your coffin, you Found out to late The Apes of Wrath! The Apes of Wrath! The Apes of Wrath! Prepare yourselves for violence

the tribe But then, timely, the catering arrived Booze, drugs, food, 400 hundred mule-loads high Flattus Maximus, this he did supply And now the mighty brothers of GWAR

Beauty is rot! Legions of sex slaves have flocked in my calls You are the most grotesque of them all Warts and protrusions the beg for the grave Ironic

All creatures born are born to die but before they survive Some creatures born they never live but still they are alive Upon a bony steed I sway, my scythe

Ice world, eternal night Doors are chained and barred Toiling slaves die in droves This life is hard There's a Balrog in the woodpile In the corner,