Storm-storm is coming
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Storm-storm is coming
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The death camps are growing like mushrooms through dew
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But this time the murdered are not only Jews
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We kill every species, not just one or two
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You'll go in the pit and then you'll be reborn
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You won't feel the cold and you'll never get warm
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And then you will take your place in the storm
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Because storm, storm is coming
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Storm-storm is coming
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You may wonder why I create these creatures
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Big on stench but short on redeeming features
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I'll tell you if you meet me under the bleachers
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Syn he is broken, The Master is vanquished
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We've got a Skumship, no need to be banished
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The comsos a buffet, and I'm fucking famished
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I need an army - to lead into battle
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And rape the elderly - drive them like cattle!
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We're killing you - to come along
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Our undead host - is now six billion strong
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Because storm-storm is coming
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Storm-storm is coming
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Storm-storm is coming
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Storm-storm is coming
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There's a storm coming... and you're gonna fucking die!
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Ascend to space, the Skumdog ships, infested with the dead
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Commander Adama is now on the bridge, he has no fucking head
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Black void! Sorgo, Destroyer, ruined hulks lay burnt and broken
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These are the war dogs of Nebulon, these dogs created for war...
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STORM! STORM! STORM! STORM!
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STORM IS COMING! STORM IS COMING! [x4]
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Black void, overload, crest the solar filth
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Bringing fire from all quarters, release the dogs of Nebulon
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Array the host, the Nekro-Swarm, armored, gleaming humanoid
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The chittering mass fills our sensor screen-
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drive them back to the void
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Slaughter, the cosmos scrubbed clean
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Power - like none that I'd seen
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GWAR - destroyers simply super
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The usurped becomes usuper
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Battle madness always spilling
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Crackling chaos always killing
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Zombie troopers rape the old
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corpses float in zero-g
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We are the Scumdog Soldiers, this is how we make war
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Not happy just slaughtering species, the planet is clove to the core
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Sometimes these hideous memories bring tears of joy to my scabby face
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We are the Scumdogs and this is our war,
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til' we burn the last world and kill the last race
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Last race!
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Storm Is Coming
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GWAR |