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WEIRD SONGS (and the final choice)

Wanna hear complex and emotional songs about love and loss? then you’ve come to the wrong place. hear the screeching sounds of tortured chimpanzees as i attempt to make music with my mortal form.

 

 

(FINAL CHOICE)

THE GOAT KING

By AMT

 

All praise the goat king,

Holy be his name,

Misery is his amusement,

And agony his game.

 

Glory to the goat king,

Many horned is he!

His songs of screaming neverending

Killing all he sees.

 

Worship the goat king,

For righteous is his path,

Bow down to your leader,

Or earn his wrath

 

Thru halls of bone i walk alone,

Carving statues of silent stone,

Gold and silver is his throne,

His work shall be done.

 

All praise the goat king,

Holy be his name,

Misery is his amusement,

And agony his game.

 

Bow to the goat king,

All loving is he!

Do whatever he-e says

If you love your family

 

Pray to the goat king

For he-e knows all,

Do not question hi-is wisdom

Or off a cliff you’ll fall.

 

Iron cages,

Lying sages,

And questioning galore,

All of this is a sliver

Of what’s i-in store.

 

All praise the goat king,

Holy be his name,

Misery is his amusement,

And agony his game.

 

Hate the goat king,

And confess your sins,

For you have ideas inside your head

And so he’s sent the twins.

 

Fear the goat king,

For he-e’s mad with you

You have murdered the-e twins,

So you’ll be split in two.

 

Flee from the palace of Stone and Bone,

Gold and silver is his throne,

Praise the lord of Horns,

HIS WORK SHALL BE DONE.

 

All praise the goat king,

Holy be his name,

Misery is his amusement,

And agony his game.

 

Flee from the goat king,

He’s seen thru your lies,

Run away, run away,

Before your head flies.

 

Hide from the goat king,

Though he se-es all,

I think he is amused

That you have the gall.

 

Sacred places left profane,

Blasphemy is his game,

So all hail the goat king,

Holy is His Name,

Though he-e i-is kind,

MADNESS KEEPS HIM SANE.

 

-NORMAL SONGS-

 

My pride goes rampant.

By AMT

 

I’m Amazing,

I’m the Greatest

I’m the Best there ever was…

 

Smart, famous (handsome too)

What more could i possibly do?

I got money, power, influence as well

An’ everythings goin’ swell

An’

I can’t see anythin’ gone wrong

(da da doo da dee)

So happy im burstin’ inta’ so-ong

(da do da da do)

I’m amazing, the greatest, Best there ever could be

An’ that’s why i’m so happy

(dada doda deda dee!)

(dada do da dodo dee)

 

Everyone kno-ows that i am the best

So much better than all the rest

It’s why ah’m perfect

In every way

Why im havin’

A perfect daay

Cuz’ i’m the best there ever waaaas

 

(instrumental)

 

Oh, yes, i’m flaw-less in every way

Everyone kno-ows it to be true,

But my perfection’s left me with

Nothin’ mo-ore to do.

 

Perfection incarnate,

Diamond not garnet,

Even better than you,

Know your place,

You’re a disgrace,

Im superior to you.

 

Because i’m the best there ever was! (ending instrumental)

 

Demons of the crossroads by AMT

 

I have lost my way,

Upon this lonely path,

Those monsters savor my dismay,

Until they meet my wrath!

 

(chorus)

Though he may have been lost at the crossroads

Demons beware,

For the exorcist walks the path

Fear his holy glare!

(chorus end)

 

I may wander the lonely road,

Far from the righteous way,

Demons may hound my steps,

I may be held in their sway!

 

But holy is my cause,

So i don’t fear my death,

Those demons shall be held at bay,

So long as i hold breath

 

(chorus)

Though he may have been lost at the crossroads

Demons beware,

For the exorcist walks the path

Fear his holy glare!

(chorus end)

 

The right road have found,

Farewell my demonic friends,

I walk upon the path once more,

And so my story ends.

 

(chorus)

Though he may have been lost at the crossroads

Demons beware,

For the exorcist walks the path

Fear his holy glare!

(chorus end)