Gwar
sonderkommando
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I'm blundering brightly through the night
Astride the thunderous, flaming trident bike
They choked back years of jeers
Flashing forceful through their peers
Inflicting beastly cheesy beaver bite
What would you do?
You'd do your job
Sonderkommando
King for a day
What would you do?
Naked infants left alone
Syntho-nipple, pit of stone
Ravaged in an inane grip
Chewing chicken from the lip
Those that survived found a place
With the elders of the race
Tossed upon the heaving brine
Spreading hatred to mankind
Maggot palace, rod of bone
Slave to fetid underloam
Who gibbers at the nauseater
Fudge-packed, dimple fecal leaper
What would you do?
You'd do your job
Sonderkommando
King for a day
- Album:
- Battle Maximus
- Bloody Pit Of Horror
- Miscellaneous
- Lust In Space
- Beyond Hell
- Ragnarok
- We Kill Everything
- Carnival Of Chaos
- This Toilet Earth
- America Must Be Destroyed
- Hell-O
- Scumdogs Of The Universe
- War Party
- Violence Has Arrived
- Rendezvous With Raganrock
- Ragnarock
- The Road Behind
- Europe Catalog Sampler 1996: Metal Blade Records
- Metal Blade Records: 20th Anniversary
- Let There Be GWAR