Time for Death - Gwar

Sun goes down, bodies on the ground

Swollen with pus, I shall further expound

As the vultures swirl, the batons twirl

We’ve come for your entrails

And now it’s time for death

And now it’s time

Death’s mime is rhymed

Sun comes up, bloody pulp

People of your planet all writhe in muck

Life’s a piece of shit, you are living it You deserve no rest in death

And now it’s time for death

And now it’s time

Death’s mime is rhymed

Time for death, it’s to the left

I’m gonna smash my chin 'till I’ve got a cleft

Time for death, there’s nothing left

I’m gonna rape your world, gonna go suck cock

And now it’s time for death

Your nipples, expose your breasts

I’ll burrow deep into your chest… aah

There’s no sun, just a human slum

Leaders of your people acting really dumb

Flies with the eyes, guys with the thighs

Keeping a watch on Bilko’s pies

And now it’s time for DEATH