Lich King We Came To Conquer
Hey guess what, bitch, we're back
Let's get down to business
Beard, short hair, and I'm fat
Yet I'm killing this shit
Patch your vest, grow your hair
It won't make a difference
You're an ass if you care
that we look like this
But if you feel it
Get up and bang
No frills, no costumes,
no ads in Kerrang
Get in formation
Join the throng
We came to conquer
We came to conquer
Labels don't give a damn
We're not using keyboards
Eye makeup on all their bands
Opportunist whores
Cashing in on a trend
Play safe to the middle
Are we sour, in the end?
Yeah maybe a little
But if you feel it
You're frustrated too
Riffs are what matter
You know it if you're true
Hairstyles and cellos
How dare you
We came to conquer (all of you)
We came to conquer
Rob!
Hey, Gama Bomb
You didn't write this riff
so hey, Warbringer
Eat our Lich King dicks
Hey, Havok
We just put you to shame
and hey, everyone,
if you're not us you're lame
Cause we've got the fire
And we've got the force
The Waste was a starter,
But we're the main course
Maybe other bands play
and maybe Manowar kills
But none of that shit matters
Lich King rules
We came to conquer
We came to conquer
Conquer them
