immortal corrupter
Singer:gwar
centuries of chaos yet unfolding
like toys on tabletops it's almost funny
the sea is red with blood the sky is sunny
your entrails are displayed
upon a rack we break the bones within you
your fighters are dismayed and wonder if it is wise to continue
the babies that i bake fill a volcano
my wretched baby paste requires drano
his mask is gone his crimson hauberk cloven
his brains they are arrayed
amongst the ruin of the lies he'd spoken
i'd consecrate my germ and then continue
i'd find a way that i could crawl up in you
and if i was a sperm. immortal!
and if i was a worm. corrupter!
if i was a germ. i'm out of my mind