The egg was spawned in our mutation pit In
Well I've been wearing a Gilded Lily
To my
Gor-Gor... Gor-Gor comes and sirens wail Thunderous gnashing firestorm
Can you hear the whispering wind?
Over the screams
He wakes on the outskirts of town
He sobs,
Into the valley we go
Ultimate power
To
Rock 'N Roll Never Felt So Good
by Gwar
I met her
We're the Morality Squad Armed with the wrath of God
This journey
Without time
Always the beginning
Yet..perpetual end
Found we'd nev
He's got plenty of drugs
But he can't find his guitar
Winds
No one to see
Nowhere to go
Nothing to do
No one to
The halls of our keep rock with ruin and war
The
We stand before the gates of Hell
Smeared with filthy bacon
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