Gwar Lyrics

6. Tormentor

Tor... 
Tormentor... 

Born into the fog of war 
It left a scar 
He watched his family turn to sludge 
He was appalled, they often are 

Because 
Here are the skulls of the vanquished 
Here are the weapons he used 
The more strength you have, the more that he hates you 
You must be consumed 

This is his story 
Festooned with glory 
This is history 
It's not a sin... 
Festooned with finery 
You'll find him in the winery 
Festooned with filigree 
These are the maggots in the wounds... 

Tor... 
He is Tormentor 
Mentor... 
Tormentor 
Attack-or... 
He is Attack-or 
Tor-men-tor 
Tor...Tor...Tor... 

You must retaliate 
He moves 
His armor crinkles 
Like a ferrous dinosaur 
That sound 
Is the sound of his armor 

Here are the skulls of the vanquished 
Here are the weapons he used 
The stronger you are, the more that he hates you 
You will be consumed 

Festooned with filigree 
This is history 
This is his story 
An allegory 

Tor... 
He is Tormentor 
Mentor... 
Tormentor 
Attack-or... 
He is Attack-or 
Tor-men-tor 
Tor...Tor...Tor... 

It is said he once cracked a smile 
It was said his blood was made of bile 
It is said his thews are mighty 
It is said his views are righty 
His loins heave with sap 

Tormentor...

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