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 k** them They will die RED WITH RAGE