I am thunder hear me roar;
paramour of Wotan
now the mountains rumble
when I anger and make war.
Beware the lair, my hair is fire
and I scorch from far.
I hurt your lies
and burn your truth.
I race the wind.
I always win.
Do not mock ...they’ll
find your body
on the rocks…
torn and bloody
black holes for eyes
bore out with nails.
You never saw
the truth so what!
You dispise
the one who tried to
show the way.
Go to hell !Oh boorish ****
I’m here to stay…Vaincre Le ****
is surely meant for me...
just set me free…If you should say,
Oh poisson,she smells... it would be fitting
for Wotan’s *****
You are a real piece of work!
Jun 30, 2010
Jun 30, 2010 at 9:35 AM UTC
I am thunder hear me roar;
paramour of Wotan
now the mountains rumble
when I anger and make war.
Beware the lair, my hair is fire
and I scorch from far.
I hurt your lies
and burn your truth.
I race the wind.
I always win.
Do not mock ...they’ll
find your body
on the rocks…
torn and bloody
black holes for eyes
bore out with nails.
You never saw
the truth so what!
You dispise
the one who tried to
show the way.
Go to hell !Oh boorish ****
I’m here to stay…Vaincre Le ****
is surely meant for me...
just set me free…If you should say,
Oh poisson,she smells... it would be fitting
for Wotan’s *****
You are a real piece of work!
I am still angry!