The One That Will Not Be Named

Cross-creviced chasms vast

And endless plains of unshaven ass

Out time in Hell draws to the last

We call upon the Master of the Pit

Have you got a toilet? I must take a shit!

Open your gates, Lord of Hate

Or your front porch is gonna get it!

Very well, I'll use my sword

It's very good at crushing doors

We call you out, over-rated Overlord!

The root of all evil and hatred and shame...

So many victims, so many names

But...they are all the same

Ereshkigal?

Charun?

Helel ben Shara?

Lucifer?

Satan?

We would know who you are!

He is the one who will not be named

He is the one who will not be blamed

For nothing

The realm of the sun we have left far behind

And damned in the darkness

We have groped with the blind

Cannot remember time...

We summon the Lord of Hell

So come forth now! I have your smell!

Cologne! Cheap shit, and lots of it!

They are the ones who will not be named

They are the ones that will not be blamed

They are the ones that are turning the screws

Lord of the Underworld

Welcome GWAR to my domain

It's nice to be called on with so many names

Now what's that about kicking my ass?

He is the one who will not be named

He is the one who will not be blamed

They are the ones that are turning the screws

The Lord of the Underworld

Let's give the devil his due

The legions of Hell lay broken and shorn

The brothers of GWAR have slain through the storm

The gate it is broken, the Master is slain

The Fortress of GWAR is now ripe to reclaim

We wasted Hell in the name of GWAR

Though to tell you the truth, we're not really sure where we are