Swampwar

(álbum: 12 Gauge - 2010)

And the swamp was a desolate, treeless bog
Useless rat hole in the back of beyond
One day came a tractor along came a greed man
To start the draining, to tear the turf out of its bed

Splash, splash, splash went the bog
Crash, crash, crash went the rig

Crossing the swamp there was a tuft he had to cross
And beneath the turf mat there was a home of an ugly troll
So woke up the Swamplord who was the guardian of the bog
Horror over the man as he heard the sound of a rumbling voice

Who's that wading on my swamp?

Swampwar the time has come to stop the deprivation
Swampwar we have to accept instead of domination
Swampwar the time has come to stop the deprivation
Swampwar we have to accept instead of domination

Hahaa, now I'm going to gobble you up!
Snip, snap, snout
This tale is told out

Swampwar the time has come to stop the oppression
Swampwar we have to accept instead of domination
Swampwar the time has come to stop the oppression
Swampwar we have to accept instead of domination