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