Lyrics The Nanowarrior's Prayer - NanowaR of Steel

Grandfather, tell me a story

Well, then.
I was standing on a hill, with a crown of steel
Before me, the armies of world
Waiting

They can't stop us, let them try
For heavy metal we will die

And a talk to myself
What a wonderful world
Suddenly, a gust of wind came up from the north
There appeared a lone tricycler, holding a happy meal
Then, from the south came another
Bearing the battle dildo
From the east, came a third
Holding a baby-doll
Finally, from the west a nanorider
Wield a great tampax of war.
And the four spoke the words of the Nanowarrior's prayer
As I stood them, I looked on
I heard the armies of the whores
Blowjobbing them, without hands
And their voices of ecstasy.
Carried long and far throughout the land

Grandfather

Yes?

Who were those warriors?

They were the METAL QUEERS.