Word Is Law - Ghoul

In Creepsylvania, I drafted this piece of paper

That denotes that I’m its ruler for life

You gotta a problem?

Well, I hope that you’re a bottom

'Cause you’re gonna get put to the knife

I’m leather-clad, motherfucker, super-bad

You see me coming, better bow down

The severed head of Kreeg now issues orders from me

To all the cannibals that hung around

Hail Creepsylvania

Hail me!

Tremble with awe

Because my word is law

I am the bomb, I’ve got the bomb, and with aplomb

Over the comms my voice addresses you fools

I’m not afraid of any voodoo, any mutants

Any peasants, or protesters, or Ghouls

I’ve got the soldiers, got the power, got the odor

Of the modern Creepsylvanian man

If they step to Dobrunkum then you know I’m gonna punk 'em

With my nightstick in the back of the van

Hail Creepsylvania

Hail me!

Tremble with awe

Because my word is law

Because my word is law

Hail Creepsylvania

Hail me!

Tremble with awe

Because my word is law