"The Insidious Soliloquy Of Skulhed Face" lyrics - GWAR
How inquisitive and delighting
You've inquired who the hell I am
Allow me to elucidate, perhaps pontificate
Upon the state of my most great
And perfect plan
I am he who has been him back when man
Swam Pangean seas as aquatic apes
I am he who has been her
As she once bled the world
With the words of psychotic fate
While GWAR slept, I kept their minds content
To give their flesh consent
To my everloving seed
Undying research has given to death, rebirth
The tools of urban science
To fight most faceless enemies
Who do you think you're up against?
Some chaotic stupidity
I'll show you conflict management
With my extensive supergeniosity
Inventions of my secret lab
The Homogenizer
It studies the species Bohad
Homo cum sum a tor
What is it that makes the ideal man?
Bravado? Machismo?
Is it something secreted from the gland?
It's called jizmogloben
If death to you is a bore
And life just seems to lack
Consider becoming a whore
To the lesson of the past
The end of all time after time after time
Has left the world wanting for new hopes and fears
I have produced a new product line
With cryptic truth too horrible to hear
I've got the guts to face Skulhed
We've got the guts to face Skulhed
We've got the guts...
Words that healed, legends that have taught
Oral traditions both fought for and lost
Secrets of success, shouts filled with hate
Documents declaring freedoms of state
I bleed humanity's figurines of history
I weave travesties, tapestries of infamy
But I can't deny it always as such
Oh no, nada, nein, non, nyet, nix, not!
Pathetically beautiful I was once then
Ruled peaceful planets, sublime, before sin
It's so easy to not see
The obvious enemies
To put your problems on
I've been sick of it all along
Now the ultimate morph
Into powers that will dwarf
The sum of every nation
And all known information
If you can't stand it the way I have planned it
I'll export you off the Earth, sell ya for all you're worth
Then your enemy will have a face, traitor of the human race
As you're shipped off to the innermost reaches of outer space
Yes! The best I possibly can be
Applause for me
The insidiously 'live' spelt backwards
Mr...Dr..Prof...
Skulhedface
