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Anon, a giant monster roams Creature of magic, not of home He didst gobble each hag he found Screams didst echo, a chilling sound With every wiccan he did devour He'll grow in strength, in size and power Until one day upon his back He'll sprout wings, a fearsome pack With each meal Gila grows more A biblical beast of ancient lore With fire in belly, flames in eyes The beast rise to the highest skies So beware, ye witchеs fair Lest thee be spied by dragon-glarе It'll show no mercy, it is said But devour thee and leave thee for dead (Woo!) Gila, Gila, Gila Gila, Gila, Gila Gila, Gila, Gila Gila Monster! Woo! I'm the Gila, blood spiller, witch killer (Gila, Gila) I'm the Gila, card dealer, fate sealer (Gila, Gila) I'm the Gila, blood spiller, witch killer (Gila, Gila) Letras de cancionesI'm the Gila, Godzilla, guerilla Diamondback climbing walls Puncture wounds, torn and mauled Raging monster, witch brawl Backlash, battlecry, curveball Pushed and probed to the edge No sense of forgiveness I'm the Gila, the blood spiller, the witch killer I'm the Gila Gila, Gila, Gila Gila, Gila, Gila Gila, Gila, Gila Gila Monster! Woo! (Gila, Gila) (Gila, Gila) (Gila, Gila) Turncoat projectile, idiot reptile Born in the whirlwind, feral wonderkind Petty feline summoned anew Once was slave, master of you Abomination, hallucination Revenging sinner, witches for dinner I'm the Gila, the card dealer, the fate sealer I'm the Gila I'm the Gila, blood spiller, witch killer (Gila, Gila) I'm the Gila, card dealer, fate sealer (Gila, Gila) I'm the Gila, blood spiller, witch killer (Gila, Gila) I'm the Gila, Godzilla, guerilla Growing immensely and vastly in size Summoned from the wicca to their demise Sprouting wings, demonic features Horny for bloodlust, Lord of pagan creatures Blacker than space, its eyes are distant suns, devouring its disciples Like mischievous sons, in the forest of my mind Runs a torrent of fire, the real me beneath the liar I bide my time to don my crown Tasered bull, gore the clown Compared to me, a pulsar is a lighter flame Compared to mine, their wicca is a mere child's game Gila, Gila, Gila Gila, Gila, Gila Gila, Gila, Gila Gila Monster! My eyes feel like they're made of light Boötes void would be made bright I will blind you in the hadal zone Emperor of the abyss below (Annihilation of planet earth and the beginning of merciless damnation) Hmm, oh, regret, what a cloud of dread With the cold hand of death ahead Oh, desperation, what a mind killer All hail, King Gila From Letras Mania