Paroles: Gwar. We Kill Everything. Tune From Da Moon.

You screwed it all up
Ruined everything for everyone
You won't even admit
That it was all your fault

The self indulgent ego will bring you down wherever you go
All the hopes broken into tiny pieces
You should be kings, but you're wallowing in feces
And now the tablet is broken

You got to get it right
You got to get back what you lost
You hot to find all of the pieces
Or the end of the world will come

I came here from the moon
Just showed up this afternoon
You broke the tablet, now you gotta fix it
You broke it, why'd you break it?
You gotta fix it Scroda Moon

Soothsayer
Sword maker
Windbreaker