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