Sirens wail
 Mournful drone of babbling flail
 Thunderous gnashing firestorm
 Flames illuminate his form
 Gor-Gor comes and you must die
 Swats F-16 from the sky
 Admit you crave the gift he brings
 Fall and worship tyrant king


 Sow pestilential hate
 It shall obliterate
 The shadows of your long dead brothers
 And all the mutilated others
 Who died in waves, uniform
 To appease your bloodied hulking form
 Which broke thru layers of molten strata
 To make the planet Earth errata


 Gor-Gor big!


 Take the child in champing jaws
 A pulping pile of frothing flaws
 This horrid mass shall give us pause
 As putrid rot fills gaping maws


 Skulls are smashed and bones are bending
 Joints are popping, claws are rending
 Groveling sniveling driveling horde
 To worship scaly overlord


 Apocalypse becomes creation
 Gor-Gor shall erase the nation
 Before you leap into his gizzard
 Fall and worship Tyrant lizard
 Gor-Gor comes and you must die
 He swats the stealth down from the sky
 Admit you crave the death he brings you
 Fall and worship tyrant king you


 GOR-GOR