GUAR   Written by Cow Erotica      -Verse Set 1   Our killer bass takes us far   The color of our shirts of course is noir   Our music is the king of you ameteurs      -Chorus 1: WE ARE GUAR   WE ARE GUAR      Our music like a fight at your local bar   Our favorite kinda bomb is under your car   Our dog will kill you as it goes roa-r      -Chorus 1      Blood will spurt from my guitar   Our favorite brood is appropriatly named Garm   Our music to human ears causes much harm      -Chorus 1      Our music started at the farm   Our music torn shall leavest thou tarned   We are unholy with Wica we charm      -Chorus 1      Lodoss War had a guy named Parn   I was born in a stable and a barn   With Satan's help you are darned      -Chorus 1      Our Brood exists under lord Guarm   Our sons of Satan exist as a swarm   Emporess Queen Dominatrix Marm rules my life with foursome charm      -Chorus 1      We started listening to Pantera, Slayer, Sabbath and Korn   Nothing compares to solo Osbourne   In Spawning grounds of hell were reborn   (wanking a lot to your favorite porn?)      -Chorus 1      My ancient broadsword and razor polearm   Shall bring death to ye and much harm   Guar ownz joo to enslace your poor farm      -Verse Set 2      Guar has become the Satanic kings of death while our veins fill with bile as we sacrifice a child as your blood boils my ventricles raise my level of destruction to unbound levels of extreme carnage Where the grim Reaper teaches the youths of the death army has grown to great extents from the late to the great in unspoken manners n the past ten years under our overmind Crown'ed king Lucifer the conversion of the youth to the broodlings of the properly titled "The Children of the Lesser Brood." will be ready to enslave the warm blooded in order for apocolyptic annihalation and genocide to the lessers, this misson sent by the deity Gendei acht Von Muncheyse Lao Lahden, Hucen, must be completed in the eternal liverance so crown'ed king lucifer may enter through the eternis gap from the netherworld across thebarge of hate over the river styx created by the manifestations of theancient high elders unspoken ofs... When crown'ed king lucifer returns to his rightful thrown of the once known Urth will once again spew the essence of death into the atmosphere unknown to the lessers the deathosphere will arise and swams of destruction will pollute the lessers where unto only the worthy shall be spared Let it beknownst when the deity and Lord come and the era EC is born, in the year 6 on the 6th day of the 6th month chaos will be manifested into thou.      -Verse 2      Breathing amongst you the flame will engulf you   Go about your everyday life   go do what'cha do   In the fray from hehind you hear boo   Welcome to the orld anew   The Demons ran and the Banshees flew   But all along inside it grew   Your pretty lips have now turned blue   ME AND GUAR ALL OWNZOR JOO!   All along whilst i sung this song   You were pregnant with my son   The devil icarnate wont wait long his first meal   a sacrificed fawn   oh oh honey dont worry about the lawn   hells creep finds it suiting it finds nothing wrong   The maggots soon will naw   gaping open the razor maw   Hell is here oh hell   Hell is here   (Demonic noises)      -Verse 3      I your son am the crowned king lucifer   and, I will poison allyour aquafir   forget about frankencense gld and mir   keep your charities   and give me birth   my bodys wide and shall grant you girth   I givesth the monsters of the underworld   the milk i drink has been curdled   let my death unfurrow      -Verse 4      A new day is tomorrow its only a day away until you enter th efray   try and keep at bay just stay away apocolypse today   haha yur hair is grat your age is older as it increases   life cuts short when your life decreases   Beseeches Beseeches Beseeches!   oh god no not the leeches   death has reached us   death has reached us    death has reached us   (Chaotic Screams)   (silence)   Esaelp tnod raef us   Please dont fear us      -Verse 5      Have a beer   death is here   end is near   filled with cheer? wipe tha tear   we musnt show pain      lie in the rain it wont refrain   no never again   tomorrow ill feel deaths chains the death's bane   will never cease to amaze you      inside it grew   inside it grew   inside it grew   inside it grew   inside it grew   DEATH BECOMES YOU      -LAST Verse   The longest song not meant for your bong   none has gone wrong   (dont wear your panties or thongs?)   Imagine a creature so ugly   your butt dies looking at it   imagine so much death   whispers of demons underneath your breath   lurkers underneath   nipping at your bud   cant bear the heat i can no longer be neat   no talents