GWAR - Tormentor Lyrics
Tor...Tormentor...Born Into The Fog Of WarIt Left A ScarHe Watched His Family Turn To SludgeHe Was Appalled, They Often AreBecauseHere Are The Skulls Of The VanquishedHere Are The Weapons He UsedThe More Strength You Have, The More That He Hates YouYou Must Be ConsumedThis Is His StoryFestooned With GloryThis Is HistoryIt's Not A Sin...Festooned With FineryYou'll Find Him In The WineryFestooned With FiligreeThese Are The Maggots In The Wounds...Tor...He Is TormentorMentor...TormentorAttack-or...He Is Attack-orTor-men-torTor...tor...tor...You Must RetaliateHe MovesHis Armor CrinklesLike A Ferrous DinosaurThat SoundIs The Sound Of His ArmorHere Are The Skulls Of The VanquishedHere Are The Weapons He UsedThe Stronger You Are, The More That He Hates YouYou Will Be ConsumedFestooned With FiligreeThis Is HistoryThis Is His StoryAn AllegoryTor...He Is TormentorMentor...TormentorAttack-or...He Is Attack-orTor-men-torTor...tor...tor...It Is Said He Once Cracked A SmileIt Was Said His Blood Was Made Of BileIt Is Said His Thews Are MightyIt Is Said His Views Are RightyHis Loins Heave With SapTormentor...
