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You Can't Kill Terror
You can destroy an army. You can kill a man. But you can't kill terror. And terror is what I am. Terror your servant as you sturggle to rule. How can you kill terror when you use it as a tool.
Womb With A View
Fiendish and crude. Froosty and lews. This is the life I have whored myself to. Spackled and battered and smothered and covered. And cleaving and cloven and bitter and blued.
War Toy
Tongue in my anal cave. . Churning through the bestial muck. A cosmic forklift rules my throbbing asshole. The all eye says you are the right slave. To be my anal knave, tongue in my anal cave.
War Party
I hear your piteous shrieking. In this land of death. And boils and bees and RPG's. And piles of prisoners masturbated on. Now you are on fire. You curse the choice you made.
War Is All We Know
They came from the sun. From the east from the west all around. And so fate's die is cast. They marshalled their forces and foundus at last. . So it's come to this.
Vlad The Impaler
Vlad, Vlad, Vlad the impaler. Vlad, Vlad, He could have been a sailor but he's. Vlad, Vlad, Vlad the impaler. Vlad, Vlad, He could have been a Whaler.
U Ain't Shit
My life is in a rut, I need a good. in this room!. Hand of Doom--Dontcha know--He's. kick in the butt! My mind meets the. U learn how to rock!. U-ain't-shit-until!.
Tormentor
Tor.... Tormentor.... . Born into the fog of war. It left a scar. He watched his family turn to sludge. He was appalled, they often are. . Because. Here are the skulls of the vanquished.
Time For Death
Sun goes down, bodies on the ground. Swollen. with pus, I shall further expound. As the. vultures swirl, the batons twirl. We've come. for your entrails. And now it's time for death..
The Years Without Light
Scanning the crowd.. Defiling the writhing masses.. I saw your death,. Impaled on iron fences.. Your fate was sealed.. Your doom, to died on TV Because your death,.
The Wheel
Bring forth those we have granted life. So that they'. Must die. . Death!. Death to life!. . Break him ' break him on the wheel. . Death!. Death to life!.
The Ultimate Bohab
He proudly sports his rare GWAR hoodie. When he puts it on it gives him such a woodie. HA!. . Zit-scarred and unpopular. He's at the show alone. Running his mouth to no one at all.
The Salaminizer
Here's a little something from a God to a slave. I never should of been let out the fucking microwave. I'm on this planet, I'm running a muck. I should give a shit but I don't give a fuck.
The Song Of Words
In the keep of GWAR, much torment remains. Despite of the bodies hacked in twain. So many had died in the viscous campaign. That their femurs alone made a fine mountain.
The Reaganator
Deep beneath the bowels of the skillhouse. Where the bones of crusaders are hidden in walls. The shin of Salidin, a goblet made from Blackbeard's chin.
The Road Behind
Well, I'm traveling down the road. And I'm carrying that heavy load. I stagger around in a stupor. Sleazy, I cant do the show. . Hanging out backstage.
The Private Pain Of Techno Destructo
FOOLS. how dare you try to make a slave of me,. Techno Destructo scumdog of the universe.. It only allowed me to infiltrate your own race.. How easy it was for me to gain control of the.
The Morality Squad
We're the Morality Squad. Armed with the wrath of God. My name is Granbo. And here's my holy hot-rod. . Freedom to all the people. Brave, true and strong.
The Issue Of Tissue (spacecake)
Unblinking, unseeing, trapped in your being. The issue of tissue, but that's just not the issue. Strapped up and stinking, what were you thinking?. Led you where?.
The Bonus Plan
Tabarnac. Ma Petite Crack. J'ai vu Toi. Tu sens bien. Je Ment Vien Pret de Toi Pour Te Sentire Pret De. . Moi Ma te Mord Ta Clavicule. Ma te Mord Ta Clavicule.
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