I'm the fucking whargoul
I'm the ghost in minas morgul
I destroyed your life
I raped your wife
I am whargoul
I am uncool
I am whargoul!

I've been many faces, I've been many names
Known love and hate until they were the same
I bring ruin
I am whargoul
Am...I human?
They think that they know what I know
They think that they know what's best
I think that's why they kill me
That's why I joined the SS
In revenge for malmedy
They used a blowtorch on me
Nice try.
Whargoul...cannot die
You blow off my arm, I laugh at the pain
and after the battle I feast on the slain
Seeking my creator, taking from the strong
Yes you see I need your strength
So I can kill the wrong
Savoring (?) the silence, taking from the weak
Yes you see I need you so I can snuff the meek
Savor the silence
Savor the silence - whargoul!
Savor the silence
Addicted to violence

They used a bulldozer
To run my ass over
Arms to the sky - 40,000 died but I survived
I don't care which flag that I choose
I don't care if I win or lose
I don't care if you have to die
Just fight - without a side
Never say die!

Stalingrad, 42
Became a living tomb
Yes, human souls
Profit for the prophet and the creatures who control
46 - I got away
From the horrid thing that I did at malmedy
and though I gained strength at the time
Still they call for vengeance for the hatred of my crime

Then I tried to drink myself to death
40 years went by
and drunken I was left
and drunk I was when they caught me
Gagged and bagged was right where they got me
Taped to a chair, feeling sore
Knowing all the answers to the questions I ignore
They burned off my face with a propane torch
Then they blew up my porch

Then I fought against the U.S.A.
Trapped in a trench til the bulldozer came
Changed sides
and flew the bloody warthog
highway of death
and the day of the dog
and once again, I died alive
sent home in a box - but somehow I survive
Maybe you've got my face

I'm the demon of war