Gor-Gor
Gor-Gor
Gor-Gor
Gor-GorGor-Gor
Gor-Gor
Gor-GorGor-Gor
Gor-Gor
Gor-GorGor-Gor comes and sirens wail
Mournful drone of babbling fail
Thunderous gnashing firestorm
Flames illuminate his form
Gor-Gor comes and you must die
Swats F-16s from the sky
Admit you crave the gift he brings you
Fall worship tyrant kingGor-Gor
Gor-Gor
Gor-GorGor-Gor
Gor-Gor
Gor-GorSow pestilent hate
It shall obliterate
The shadows of your long dead brothers
And all the mutilated othersWho died in waves, uniform
To appease your bloodied hulking form
Who broke through layers of moletn strata
To make the planet earth errata
Take the chuld in champing jaws
A pulping pile of frothing flaws
This horrid mass shall give us pause
At putrid rot fills gaping mawsSkulls are smashed and bones are bending
Joints are popping, our claws are rending
Groveling, sniveling, driveling horde
To worship scaly overlordGor-Gor, big
Gor-Gor, big
Gor-Gor, big
Gor-Gor, bigApocalypse becomes creation
Gor-Gor shall erase the nation
Before you jump into his gizzard
Fall and worship tyrant lizardGor-Gor comes and you must die
He swats the stealth down from the sky
Admit you crave the gift he brings you
Fall and worship tyrant king youMy son
My bastard sonGor-Gor
Gor-Gor
Gor-GorGor-Gor
Gor-Gor
Gor-GorGor-Gor
Song Discussions is protected by U.S. Patent 9401941. Other patents pending.
