Tormentor Songtext / Lyric

Tor...

Tormentor...



Born into the fog of war

It left a scar

He watched his family turn to sludge

He was appalled, they often are



Because

Here are the skulls of the vanquished

Here are the weapons he used

The more strength you have, the more that he hates you

You must be consumed



This is his story

Festooned with glory

This is history

It's not a sin



Festooned with finery

You'll find him in the winery

Festooned with filigree

These are the maggots in the wounds






Tor... (He is Tormentor)

Mentor... (Tormentor)

Attack-or... (He is Attack-or)

(Tormentor) Tor... Tor... Tor...



You must retaliate

He moves

His armor crinkles like a ferrous dinosaur

That sound is the sound of his armor



Here are the skulls of the vanquished

Here are the weapons he used

The stronger you are, the more that he hates you

You will be consumed



Festooned with filigree

This is history

This is his story

An allegory



Tor... (He is Tormentor)

Mentor... (Tormentor)

Attack-or... (He is Attack-or)

(Tormentor) Tor... Tor... Tor...



Tor... (He is Tormentor)

Mentor... (Tormentor)

Attack-or... (He is Attack-or)

Tormentor (Tormentor) Tor... Tor... Tor...



It is said he once cracked a smile

It was said his blood was made of bile

It is said his thews are mighty

It is said his views are righty

His loins heave with sap



(Tormentor) Tor...