Number of Lyrics in Album : 11
By Gwar, This journey
Without time
Always the beginning
Yet..perpetual end
Found we'd never left
This time
A
By Gwar, He's got plenty of drugs
But he can't find his guitar
Winds
By Gwar, No one to see
Nowhere to go
Nothing to do
No one to
By Gwar, The halls of our keep rock with ruin and war
The
By Gwar, We stand before the gates of Hell
Smeared with filthy bacon
By Gwar, Why the hell are they trying to kill us?
Why did
By Gwar, Well, we got no choice
All the girls and boys
Makin' all
By Gwar, Cross-creviced chasms vast
And endless plains of unshaven ass
Out time in
By Gwar, He proudly sports his rare GWAR hoodie
When he puts it
By Gwar, Tor...
Tormentor...
Born into the fog of war
It left a scar
He watched
By Gwar, They came from the sun
From the east from the west
