Текст песни Lizzard of Oz - LORDI

Bow down to the new born king
Of the land of forced delusion
Gear up for the cruel surprise
Dive deep into the confusion

Angels on leather wings
Screech out their endless joy
Cold sweat on the pale white skin
Sucked into the void

Twisted nightmare
Now the devil is in wonderland
Don′t go in there
You will never have the upper hand

So what are the odds?

The Lizzard of Oz
Burn it down to the ground
The Lizzard of Oz
Raising Hell every round

The Lizzard of Oz
Kingdom come in his name
The Lizzard of Oz
Better run from the flames 'till its gone

Hands taking a fighting stance
Try to ward off more contusions
Won′t float like a butterfly
When a bee stings with profusion

Ten count don't dare to rise
As a bell tolls time to die
Hot breath and streaks of blood
Reveal what's gone awry

Twisted nightmare
Now the devil is in wonderland
Don′t go in there
You will never have the upper hand

So what are the odds?

The Lizzard of Oz
Burn it down to the ground
The Lizzard of Oz
Raising Hell every round

The Lizzard of Oz
Kingdom come in his name
The Lizzard of Oz
Better run from the flames ′till its gone

The Lizzard of Oz
Burn it down to the ground
The Lizzard of Oz
Raising Hell every round

The Lizzard of Oz
Kingdom come in his name
The Lizzard of Oz
Better run from the flames 'till its gone

The Lizzard of Oz
Burn it down to the ground
The Lizzard of Oz
Raising Hell every round

The Lizzard of Oz
Kingdom come in his name
The Lizzard of Oz
Better run from the flames ′till its gone