Ghoul

Ghoul - Merde! songtekst

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Born to a whore on a Parisian floor 

In the ides of march, a babe to abhor 

Pardon my French, but life really sucked 

When you’re born and grow up an ugly duck 

To the smiths to work my mother bade me 

But play with the fire and you’ll get burnt, you see 

For after the boss gave me a beating 

I lit up the kiln to blow up everything 



Merde! 



Villagers threw stones at the sight they saw 

A crispy pyromaniac with no lower jaw 

For this curse of life, I got my revenge 

Burning all Europe from Rome to Stonehenge 

Then one day I wandered to a most depressing place 

Creepsylvania!!! With no food for my face 

Alone in a grave, I thought that was it 

Till two hooded ghouls came to steal all my shit 

This ones alive the chunky one said 

Give him my grog and they tipped back my head 

That is Fermentor heres meat to gnosh 

Hey Digestor lets teach him to mosh!!! 



They asked me join ‘em and gave me an axe 

Then we added Dissector, it was on Maniaxe 

And with my friends help, I’ll torch every fool 

Cremator burns all in the name of Ghoul!!!! 



Merde!!!!




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