Gwar - Abyss Of Woe lyrics

After the carnage steam rises through snow

You have been consigned to the Abyss of Woe

My eldritch war-suit is pasted with brains

This empty feeling - all that remains

RED WITH RAGE

I abide in the pit of woe

Crucified in the Abyss of Woe

And for my crime, this is my time

My unholy...crime

The cycle of torment the pleasure of sin

Licking the lap where my load must begin

I rode a tide of vengeance that could never be denied

Hail the crimson blur - violence has arrived!

RED WITH RAGE

I abide in the pit of woe

Crucified in the Abyss of Woe

And for my crime, this is my time

My unholy crime

The trail of our campaign attracted great scorn

But we ventured onward through the Tundra of Tor

Soon I had attracted a posse of trolls

Who'd grown fat and sloppy from the roasting of souls...

But we were surrounded at the Valley of Krin

And it was a battle we never could win

But still I hacked madly with my back to a wall

Heeding the horn of my funeral call

The mutilated millions I was born to appall

Heads leap from shoulders as they flock the mall

The Butcher of Bertok, Infernal Throne

Laid waste to usurpers 'till I stood all alone

Ripped out guts

Gouged out eyes

If you kill them

They will die

RED WITH RAGE