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Tekstovi: Gwar. Ragnarok. 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)

Savor the silence
(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