Gwar

They came from the sun
From the east, from the west all around
So fate's die is cast
They marshaled their forces and found us at last
So it's come to this
The child is the destroyer
The young god comes to slay
War
Son kill the father
For blackness is all that i crave
Shells explode across my hide
Take me death, i am your slave
For i don't have soul
And i don't have a heart
Come then and face me
But first you must suffer my wrath
Hatred of all things alive
War is all we know
They say war is a last resort
For me it's the only way
I have tried reading their poetry
It suits me better to slay
All that i touch seems to break in my hands
Then it just bursts into flames
The piteous pleadings as innocents die
Only an odor remains
So burn the bitter butter
Prepare the murder machines
Bring me my scabbard, my halberd, my hauberk
Fetch me my enchanted greaves
My walls they are melting