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Gwar - Текст песни Whargoul
I'm the fucking Whargoul
 I'm the ghost of Minas Morgul
 I destroyed your life, I raped your wife
 I am Whargoul, I am uncool, I am Whargoul
 I've been many faces, been many names
 Known love and hate until they were the same
 I bring ruin, I am Whargoul, am I human?
 They think that they know what I know
 They think they know what's best
 I think that's why they killed me
 That's why I joined the SS
 In revenge for Malmedy
 They used a blow torch on me
 Nice try, Whargoul cannot die
 [Incomprehensible] could not die
 You blow off my arm, I laugh at the pain
 And after the battle I feast on the slain
 Seeking my creator, taking from the strong
 Yes, you see I need your strength, so I can kill the wrong
 Seeking my creator
 Taking from the weak
 Yes, you see I need you
 So I can snuff the meek
 Savor the silence
 (Whargoul)
 Savor the silence
 (Whargoul)
 Savor the silence
 (Whargoul)
 Addicted to violence
 Savor the silence
 (Whargoul)
 Savor the silence again
 (Whargoul)
 Savor the silence
 (Whargoul)
 Savor the silence again
 (Whargoul)
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 (Whargoul)
 Savor the silence
 (Whargoul)
 Savor the silence
 (Whargoul)
 Addicted to violence
 They used a bulldozer
 To run my ass over
 Arms to the sky
 40,000 died, but I survived
 I don't care what flag that I choose
 I don't care if I win or lose
 I don't care if you have to die
 Just fight without a side, never say die
 Stalingrad 42, became a living tomb
 Yes, human souls
 Profit for the prophet
 And the creatures who control
 46, I got away
 From the horrid thing that I did at Malmedy
 And though I gained strength at the time
 Still they call for vengeance for the hatred of my crime
 Then I tried to drink myself to death
 40 years went by and drunken I was left
 And drunk I was when they caught me
 Gagged and bagged was right where they got me
 Taped to a chair feeling sore
 Knowing all the answers to the question I ignore
 They burned off my face with a propane torch
 Then they blew up my porch
 Then I fought against the U.S.A.
 Trapped in a trench till the bulldozers came
 Changed sides and flew the bloody warthog
 Highway of death and the day of the dog
 Once again, I died alive
 Sent home in a box but somehow I survived
 Maybe you've got my face
 I'm the demon of war














