[00:00.48]In the keep of GWAR, much torment remains
[00:03.06]Despite all of the bodies hacked in twain
[00:05.28]So many had died in the viscous campaign
[00:07.62]That their femurs alone made a fine mountain
[00:10.11]The Master was no longer GWARs sovereign
[00:12.60]Of wealth and women they had none to gain
[00:14.70]What goal was left for them to attain
[00:17.04]So Oderus did call for conclave
[00:19.74]First came Balsac, his council was wise
[00:22.11]His War-Axe gleamed, he was a loyal knight
[00:24.24]Plus 40 dancing bears he did provide
[00:26.88]First in prowess, he stood his lord beside
[00:29.28]Beefcake the Mighty, his ass was wide
[00:31.38]Brought 80 laden oxen, he was a good ally
[00:33.87]Jizmak the Gusha, his legion was described
[00:36.51]For many hours he barked at the tribe
[00:38.70]But then, timely, the catering arrived
[00:40.98]Booze, drugs, food, 400 hundred mule-loads high
[00:43.41]Flattus Maximus, this he did supply
[00:45.87]And now the mighty brothers of GWAR did bind
[00:48.21]They willed to journey and slay without plan
[00:50.58]Bring seige and terror to the cities of man
[00:53.55]Open Oberammergau
[00:54.21]Like hell was a womb, it tore
[00:57.00]And from the womb the creatures poured
[01:00.21]Troll, goblin, Manticore
[01:02.37]Siege machine and armored whore
[01:04.62]There will be battle like never before
[01:07.23]The Surface World learned of the malaise
[01:09.57]Black Pope, usurper, he saw through the veil
[01:12.00]They plan their defense in the land of the wasted
[01:14.37]Africa, bitter fruit she had tasted
[01:16.86]Ensign of industry, let it be raised
[01:19.29]There the camp of the Black Pope was placed
[01:21.42]His legions breath, through the valleys the raced
[01:23.88]Charlots they rode, and their skulls were iron-plated
[01:26.34]Belching fire, freshly painted
[01:28.53]8000 Battalions of Knights freshly sainted
[01:31.02]But before they fought, they were vaccinated
[01:33.24]To protect them from the AIDS that had been created
[01:35.70]To continue the reign of Black Pope unabated
[01:38.13]The people at home, got a version G-rated
[01:40.38]Here the GWAR invaded
[01:43.41]Began the violation
[01:44.40]The War Barges, forecastles swarming
[01:57.21]Disgorging the troops, formations forming
[01:59.52]The low drone of the horning
[02:00.36]Sounding out a call, then a warning
[02:04.56]A nuclear salvo where GWAR was encroaching
[02:06.69]Within a second 10 legions were toasting
[02:09.03]Balsac said, Did you feel something? The Lord was not boasting
[02:13.86]The enemy is vast, steel carpets the terrain
[02:16.26]Still they are forming, armor detrains
[02:18.51]They send forth a Captain, OJ by name
[02:21.03]Flattus struck him in the brain
[02:23.43]Burst the helmet, made two parts of the mind
[02:25.68]Chopped through his gorget, through chest, into spine
[02:28.41]And the good captains blood flowed like wine
[02:30.57]Flattus said, So ends a cowards time.
[02:32.85]Balsac is angry, he'll have no more
[02:35.19]He hurls his axe, with great effort
[02:37.56]To smite Regis with terrible force
[02:39.93]His shield breaks, his hauberk unsews
[02:42.09]The axe bursts through the chest and torso
[02:44.82]Bright blood spurts, the guts are loosed by the throw
[02:47.04]And with that axe the soul from body goes
[02:49.32]Said Jizmak, That was a heavy blow.
[02:51.78]Beefcake the Mighty, clotted with spew
[02:54.15]His sword falls, skulls burst in two
[02:56.55]The eyes burst from sockets, he is not through
[02:58.98]Thousands of warriors he does this to
[03:01.38]Piling up the corpses of those he slew
[03:03.84]Until it was hard to tell if the pile grew
[03:05.73]Balsac said, He is a princely lord Said Beefcake, Yes, it's true.
[03:11.07]Jizmak smites, his hammer whirls
[03:13.35]Foreheads explode, entrails twirl
[03:15.75]Breaking open brain-pans as well
[03:18.06]Red blood flowing as souls speed to hell
[03:20.46]Oderus smites the Black Pope, exposing his brain
[03:23.91]The blade continued through meat and membrane
[03:25.32]Bright blood flowed in the grass where he was lain
[03:27.63]Here ends this tale, that much is plain

In the keep of GWAR, much torment remains
Despite all of the bodies hacked in twain
So many had died in the viscous campaign
That their femurs alone made a fine mountain
The Master was no longer GWARs sovereign
Of wealth and women they had none to gain
What goal was left for them to attain
So Oderus did call for conclave
First came Balsac, his council was wise
His War-Axe gleamed, he was a loyal knight
Plus 40 dancing bears he did provide
First in prowess, he stood his lord beside
Beefcake the Mighty, his ass was wide
Brought 80 laden oxen, he was a good ally
Jizmak the Gusha, his legion was described
For many hours he barked at the tribe
But then, timely, the catering arrived
Booze, drugs, food, 400 hundred mule-loads high
Flattus Maximus, this he did supply
And now the mighty brothers of GWAR did bind
They willed to journey and slay without plan
Bring seige and terror to the cities of man
Open Oberammergau
Like hell was a womb, it tore
And from the womb the creatures poured
Troll, goblin, Manticore
Siege machine and armored whore
There will be battle like never before
The Surface World learned of the malaise
Black Pope, usurper, he saw through the veil
They plan their defense in the land of the wasted
Africa, bitter fruit she had tasted
Ensign of industry, let it be raised
There the camp of the Black Pope was placed
His legions breath, through the valleys the raced
Charlots they rode, and their skulls were iron-plated
Belching fire, freshly painted
8000 Battalions of Knights freshly sainted
But before they fought, they were vaccinated
To protect them from the AIDS that had been created
To continue the reign of Black Pope unabated
The people at home, got a version G-rated
Here the GWAR invaded
Began the violation
The War Barges, forecastles swarming
Disgorging the troops, formations forming
The low drone of the horning
Sounding out a call, then a warning
A nuclear salvo where GWAR was encroaching
Within a second 10 legions were toasting
Balsac said, Did you feel something? The Lord was not boasting
The enemy is vast, steel carpets the terrain
Still they are forming, armor detrains
They send forth a Captain, OJ by name
Flattus struck him in the brain
Burst the helmet, made two parts of the mind
Chopped through his gorget, through chest, into spine
And the good captains blood flowed like wine
Flattus said, So ends a cowards time.
Balsac is angry, he'll have no more
He hurls his axe, with great effort
To smite Regis with terrible force
His shield breaks, his hauberk unsews
The axe bursts through the chest and torso
Bright blood spurts, the guts are loosed by the throw
And with that axe the soul from body goes
Said Jizmak, That was a heavy blow.
Beefcake the Mighty, clotted with spew
His sword falls, skulls burst in two
The eyes burst from sockets, he is not through
Thousands of warriors he does this to
Piling up the corpses of those he slew
Until it was hard to tell if the pile grew
Balsac said, He is a princely lord Said Beefcake, Yes, it's true.
Jizmak smites, his hammer whirls
Foreheads explode, entrails twirl
Breaking open brain-pans as well
Red blood flowing as souls speed to hell
Oderus smites the Black Pope, exposing his brain
The blade continued through meat and membrane
Bright blood flowed in the grass where he was lain
Here ends this tale, that much is plain