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Merde!

from Splatterthrash by Ghoul

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One Ghoul pauses for a moment of reflection and tells his tale to a cultist's severed head.

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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 smith's to work!" my mother bade me
But play with fire and you'll get burnt, you see
For after the boss gave me a beating
I lit up the kiln to blow up everyt'ing

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 one's alive!" the chunky one said
"Give him my grog," and they tipped back my head
"That is Fermentor. Here's meat to gnosh."
"Hey, Digestor, let's teach him to mosh!"

Behooded and thrashing, I decided to join 'em
Then we added Dissector, it was the last album
And with my fiends help, I'll torch every fool
Cremator burns all in the name of Ghoul!

Merde!

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from Splatterthrash, track released June 6, 2006

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