The Last Hovering Castle

Now, I will need to ask you many questions

But first let me ask, is anyone suspected?

How much have your superiors explained to you Constable?

Only tha-that the three were slain in open ground

Their heads found severed from their bodies

Umm, their heads were not found severed

Their heads were not found at all

[Intro 2: Holocaust]

Warcloud

Phat shout out to Cilvaringz

I'ma come see you up there in Amsterdam

[Holocaust]

I harvest bitter raps, this bitter harvest that's expert

Eat open your brain network, bloody your sweatshirt

Altars split a big heavy hitter the teeth gritter

Rip into an eight-headed red werewolf tomorrow

Throw you in transgression and sorrow, I ship the cargo

Of blue tigers with black stripes to Key Largo

Bone war with steel, something moved in the graveyard

A biker in the closet, old furniture in the house

Curse of the Mud Men caught in a mud dream

She got through an inferno, spit kerosene and laugh

Warcloud on a warpath is bloodbath

Step up to the plate, my swing is beat story

Sleep Georgy Porgy; bite a piece that's pasty

Runs over both linebackers and a free safety

Bedtime stories, museums, throw my fire axe

Clip you with a tyre iron, cataclysmic desire raps

I sent the canary, 135 Maple Drive

And I blast that hospital ship out of the sky

Sag my heavy trousers, sling shot and bust them

Children everywhere, mad holidays and costumes

Tooth Fairy sleeper hold, dark green and stay gun wise

Wolf bite, falling tree, old Tequila Sunrise

Red taxi, couple of laps around the park, my thunder slap

Bring your can opener rap, casket of maggots

I polish old heirlooms on dark Shakespeare cliff

Then pile up bodies on rafts, sent them adrift

Burning, Warcloud institutes higher learning

Lunatic preacher swamp Cyborg American Patriot

*sounds of fighting*

[kung fu sample]

Tell them about the safe!

[Holocaust]

The creepy coin collector, old typewriter with fathom

The little boy encountered the convict in a swamp

Eight professors tied to polish that's made in Italy

Old blue shoes from a gypsy out on a back road

Fireflies lit up the darkness, cold and heartless

Shredder mouth, motor brain, lounge in old taverns

Far, far away there's a planet, inside the planet

There is a great mountain, in the mountain there is a lake

And in this great lake there's an island that no one knew

And there in the giant island was an old castle and ruins

Deep in the castle, in the courtyard is a well

Shaped like a capital L, I shouldn't tell

Ghostly echoes of the screams of the child who once fell

To break her neck and soak up the gongs of the church bell

Deep in the bottom of the well, water that rots

Is a little black pyramid far down in the slot

And inside that little black pyramid on that planet

I laugh in the dark for that pyramid holds my heart

[Holocaust]

I took a giant's head and buried it under his stone steps

Put my axe away to paint the stones steps red

It took thirty horses to drag his body for real

Where I left his carcass, there became a hill

In Warcloud country, those hills are everywhere

Supreme sword from The Ocean, give great armour a heavy tear

Clash of the Goliath, ten robo-Knights, didn't matter

While the oldest evil Pharaoh's in a battle with his own shadows

Satellite mic, galactic battalion, keep you irrelevant

Mythical swamp filled horrific creatures and their living skeletons

Keeper stuck White Owl back, cuckoo clocks and whores

Made from my broken mannequin stores, bionic chords

Blasting speedball behind nine doors

I'll bury you under your mother's floorboards

Beg God for more war

Still explore the corridor, there's more in store

Dastardly dark, thirty bandit beggars in the best place

Crystallite armour chess plates

And iron sunflowers too shiny on the back of the hill

Laughing, attack and spill