- Babylon Astronaut
- Apr 19, 2012
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War Party by GWAR had some great political songs:
http://youtu.be/Itc54N6gGkE
You Can't Kill Terror posted:
You can destroy an army
You can kill a man
But you can't kill terror
And terror is what I am
Terror your servant as you sturggle to rule
How can you kill terror when you use it as a tool
So when you write the history books remember to omit it
The sickest thing about your race is that you won't admit it
Decapitation, a merciful way for one to quickly die
Just think if they'd slowly plucked out both his eyes
Far better than being buried alive
Think of the babies you buried alive
You can't kill terror
So let's declare war
There's so many dead that we can't keep score
Madness and reason we at once combine
This is a war that can last for all time
The War Against Terror
Sublime!
It's man against monster and only both can lose
Fate is pre-ordained for you, so there's no side to choose
So much like hurricanes you seek to name the cosmic crime
To give a war a name is just a way for you to mark your time
Just think of the babies you buried alive
They haven't quite died
I just got some news from the Central Command
It seems the war didn't go quite as planned
It seems like terror is winning the battle
The humans are killing each other like cattle
The bodies are piled up from Rome to Seattle
Decapitation, a merciful way for one to quickly die
Just think if they'd slowly plucked out both his eyes
Cut off his penis and shoved it in his mouth
Just like they do down south
You can't kill terror
http://youtu.be/XLXp3YsfTsI
War Party posted:
I hear your piteous shrieking
In this valley of death
Of boils and bees and RPG's
And piles of prisoners masturbated on
Now you are on fire
You curse the choice you made
Your Humvee a pyre your life to expire
Your face and corpse that's bathed in flames
Come join the War Party
Let's see exotic lands
Your blood has stained the desert sands
Aaaaahhh...
I hear your body burning
A piping and piteous sound
The crowd tears apart your corpse after the flames have calmed down
You're dragged through the streets
With a chain 'round your neck
Hung from a bridge on the outskirts of town
They'll never find your head
Come and join the War Party
Let's see exotic lands
Your blood has stained the desert sands
Your blood is running through your hands
Still you expect pity
And you shall receive none
Why did death come hard for you?
You gave it to some
You joined the War Party
Your purpose was clear
You did your job with skill, you raped and you killed
Why so surprised that you finally got billed?
You put the gun to your shoulder
You put lead through a brain
You left bodies to molder
You spread havoc and pain
They will call you a hero
I call you an ignorant slave
Because before you died you acted surprised
So soon you were shown to your grave
Come join the War Party
Let's see exotic lands
Your blood has stained the desert sands
Your blood is running through your hands
All men die
So don't ask why
What the gently caress else did you think you were for?
You were made to decay
It's better that way
This is the price of your war
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