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Lords And Masters Lyrics - Lust In Space - Gwar

As master of this mudball, I feed the fire high 

With corpses of my victims, the beacon leaps alight! 

A vision of the cosmos of a planet wracked in pain 

Far off sensors detect chaos billions more are slain 

We have thrown a party 

The guests are set aflame 

Create a blinding bleacon 

One that shall proclaim: 

GWAR lives! GWAR rules! 

We scream towards the stars 

We have counted all of them and claim them now as ours 

 

Lords and masters 

Lords and masters 

Lords and masters 

Lords and masters of all we survey 

 

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The master sent us here 

As penance for our crimes 

I do believe we kicked his ass, 

I do believe its time... 

Can't you see me from the void? 

Can't you feel my hate? 

As my brothers rape and kill the cripples I create 

 

Lords and masters 

Lords and masters 

Lords and masters 

Lords and masters of all we survey 

 

Many have mocked us, many have died 

Don't need to succeed 

So we don't try 

Destined to godhood to many's dismay 

Just lords and masters of all we survey 

 

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We reject our sentence, it's far too cruel a fate 

I'll lure you in and take your ship and fly off with me mates 

GWAR lives! GWAR rules! 

We scream towards the stars 

Return to the glory of Alpha Centari 

We're sick of playing bars! 

Their innards bloat outwards just like swollen slugs 

We inject their women and rape all their drugs 

Embracing this hatred and all it entails 

A bulging and bloated harvest of entrails 

 

Many have mocked us, many have died 

Don't need to succeed 

So we don't try 

Destined to godhood to many's dismay 

Just lords and masters of all we survey 

 

Lords and masters 

Lords and masters 

Lords and masters 

Lords and masters of all we survey 

 

It couldn't be more clear, its not fucking braille 

A bloated and bleeding and bloody harvest of entrails 

Squirming from my dick-slit, they look like shell-less snails! 

Compared to my crimes, Hitler's pale! 

Compared to my crimes 

Compared to my crimes 

Hitler's pale... 

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