歌曲 | Horror of Yig |
歌手 | GWAR |
专辑 | Scumdogs of the Universe |
下载 | Image LRC TXT |
作词 : Gwar | |
"Horror is a face, and you must make a friend of horror horror and moral terror are your friends and they are not. that they are your enimies the horror" [from "Apocalypse Now"] | |
I saw Yig. | |
Yig saw me. | |
We're together in dark concavity. | |
I saw Yig. | |
He's so big. | |
He smokes cigs. | |
Eats just like a pig. | |
Ooooohhhhhh! | |
I saw Yig. | |
I saw Yig. | |
I saw, I saw | |
Yig! Yig now is shifting his gibbering mass. | |
He hides boils with maggots. | |
The pus-sac extrudes. | |
The horror that is | |
Yig... When he rapes your mind, your mind will snap like a twig. | |
Shaping and raping, his conscience is clear. | |
Infest - black death. | |
Spreads hate and foul cheer. | |
The horror, | |
The HORROR! | |
Where Yig doth tread no man tread tomorrow. | |
Reeking death harvest of humans in hatred. | |
Suck on the shitbag of what you created, | |
What we created. | |
Yig now in coming, | |
Yig now is here. | |
Yig now he makes things impossibly queer. | |
Piles of maggots | |
Clouds of flies | |
Putrid breath | |
And bulging eyes. | |
Yig comes and you die, you all die. |
zuo ci : Gwar | |
" Horror is a face, and you must make a friend of horror horror and moral terror are your friends and they are not. that they are your enimies the horror" from " Apocalypse Now" | |
I saw Yig. | |
Yig saw me. | |
We' re together in dark concavity. | |
I saw Yig. | |
He' s so big. | |
He smokes cigs. | |
Eats just like a pig. | |
Ooooohhhhhh! | |
I saw Yig. | |
I saw Yig. | |
I saw, I saw | |
Yig! Yig now is shifting his gibbering mass. | |
He hides boils with maggots. | |
The pussac extrudes. | |
The horror that is | |
Yig... When he rapes your mind, your mind will snap like a twig. | |
Shaping and raping, his conscience is clear. | |
Infest black death. | |
Spreads hate and foul cheer. | |
The horror, | |
The HORROR! | |
Where Yig doth tread no man tread tomorrow. | |
Reeking death harvest of humans in hatred. | |
Suck on the shitbag of what you created, | |
What we created. | |
Yig now in coming, | |
Yig now is here. | |
Yig now he makes things impossibly queer. | |
Piles of maggots | |
Clouds of flies | |
Putrid breath | |
And bulging eyes. | |
Yig comes and you die, you all die. |
zuò cí : Gwar | |
" Horror is a face, and you must make a friend of horror horror and moral terror are your friends and they are not. that they are your enimies the horror" from " Apocalypse Now" | |
I saw Yig. | |
Yig saw me. | |
We' re together in dark concavity. | |
I saw Yig. | |
He' s so big. | |
He smokes cigs. | |
Eats just like a pig. | |
Ooooohhhhhh! | |
I saw Yig. | |
I saw Yig. | |
I saw, I saw | |
Yig! Yig now is shifting his gibbering mass. | |
He hides boils with maggots. | |
The pussac extrudes. | |
The horror that is | |
Yig... When he rapes your mind, your mind will snap like a twig. | |
Shaping and raping, his conscience is clear. | |
Infest black death. | |
Spreads hate and foul cheer. | |
The horror, | |
The HORROR! | |
Where Yig doth tread no man tread tomorrow. | |
Reeking death harvest of humans in hatred. | |
Suck on the shitbag of what you created, | |
What we created. | |
Yig now in coming, | |
Yig now is here. | |
Yig now he makes things impossibly queer. | |
Piles of maggots | |
Clouds of flies | |
Putrid breath | |
And bulging eyes. | |
Yig comes and you die, you all die. |