We Came To Conquer

Hey guess what, bitch, we're back

 Let's get down to business

 Beard, short hair, and I'm fat

 Yet I'm killing this shit

 Patch your vest, grow your hair

 It won't make a difference

 You're an ass if you care

 that we look like this

 

 But if you feel it

 Get up and bang

 No frills, no costumes,

 no ads in Kerrang

 Get in formation

 Join the throng

 

 We came to conquer

 We came to conquer

 

 Labels don't give a damn

 We're not using keyboards

 Eye makeup on all their bands

 Opportunist whores

 Cashing in on a trend

 Play safe to the middle

 Are we sour, in the end?

 Yeah maybe a little

 

 But if you feel it

 You're frustrated too

 Riffs are what matter

 You know it if you're true

 Hairstyles and cellos

 How dare you

 

 We came to conquer (all of you)

 We came to conquer

 

 Rob!

 

 Hey, Gama Bomb

 You didn't write this riff

 so hey, Warbringer

 Eat our Lich King dicks

 Hey, Havok

 We just put you to shame

 and hey, everyone,

 if you're not us you're lame

 

 Cause we've got the fire

 And we've got the force

 The Waste was a starter,

 But we're the main course

 Maybe other bands play

 and maybe Manowar kills

 But none of that shit matters

 Lich King rules

 

 We came to conquer

 We came to conquer

 Conquer them