Tangorodrim To The Stench Lyrics

Along the old Decrepit Cemetary
In the Rusty and Burning Hoofs
For Native Stench of your Grave
I Arrived in Blind Aggression to you
...O Galadriel
Making the Row on the Same Grave
Making More and More Sholderblades
Of The f*cking Priest!!!
I Hold, On The Twisted Knife The Eyehole of the Last (finally) Priest
No More Material
For the Threshing Machine
For my Electric Desecrators

But Anyway I Continue to Desecrate
Sitting on the Rotting and Stenching
Grave of Galadriel.