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 it’s bottomless pit
Unto a world drowning in shit and you are it
Torture, release the flies
Your dogma’s the sheen of a dying man’s eyes
A plague to disrupt the intentions of your breeding
The maggot awaits with your corpse I’m feeding
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 go shoot up
There’s a world of which I’ve heard
Far beyond the sky
A place of chicks and pills and booze
A place where winners always lose
You’ll always hear your favorite band
Here in metal, metal land
Here in metal, metal land
Nothing ever dies
Except of course our enemies
And they’re attracting metal flies
Here in metal, metal Read more…
On my heavy metal Christmas my true love gave to me,
a tattoo of Ozzy!
On my heavy metal Christmas my true love gave to me,
2 pairs of spandex pants
and a tattoo of Ozzy!
On my heavy metal Christmas my true love gave to me,
3 studded belts
2 pairs of spandex pants
and a tattoo of Ozzy!
On my heavy metal Christmas my true love gave to me,
4 quarts of Jack
3 studded belts
2 pairs of spandex pants
and a tattoo of Ozzy!
On my Read more…
