كلمات Wah Wah

Wah wah wah wah Wah wah wah wah Wah wah wah wah Wah wah wah wah Wah wah wah wah Wah wah wah wah Wah wah wah wah wah I can feel the earth is moving Underneath my hoofed foots earthing Fire protrudes from whence I'm pointing Fading every jewel Thronged upon the rock and metal There's a horde inside this temple Mass around your favorite devil Learn to make them cry Wah wah wah wah Wah wah wah wah Wah wah wah wah Wah wah wah wah Wah wah wah wah Wah wah wah wah Wah wah wah wah wah See him hover way up high He is the bat with 16 eyes He has a thirst to satisfy A craving for your blood Now here comes the wolves with whips And 40 goats with pitchfork sticks And look there is a lunatic He wants to make you cry Wah wah wah wah Wah wah wah wah Wah wah wah wah Wah wah wah wah Wah wah wah wah Wah wah wah wah Wah wah wah wah wah I'm the chieftain of your feelings I'm the God of air you're breathing You can not escape my dealings I will make you cry