The Ultimate Keyboard Warrior Lyrics

From parts unknown.
Emerging from darkness with hatred they grow.
Lurking in forums, their contempt on show.
They hide behind screens, they’re the lowest of the low.
And they know yet still they do not care.
Inflicting their small-minded musings across of the web.
Repugnant reprobates.
They ejaculate bile on the internet’s face.

Primed for war, they never will fall.
Impenetrable fortress protecting the horde.
They strike down their foes, the filthy unblessed.
A sigil of apathy emblazons their chest.

Ascending through the ranks.
They masquerade oh so fiendishly.
Competing to be most despised.
The ultimate keyboard warrior shall arise.

From parts unknown.
A façade has been crafted, one harder than stone.
This solider stands tall.
His words used as weapons, cruel comments perfected for one fatal blow.
But first kill them slow.
His pleasure is in pain, tormenting his victims, a sick twisted game. “This band fucking sucks!”
“That line-up is weak!”
“That’s not real metal” shrieked the internet geek.

No time for sleep, through pages he scrawls.
He wields mouse and keyboard, awaiting the call.
Trained in deadly arts, emotionless face.
The top of the comments forever his place.

Ascending through the ranks.
They masquerade oh so fiendishly.
Competing to be most despised.
The ultimate keyboard warrior shall arise.

Weathered and worn, a subject of scorn.
King of this here battlefield, from war he was born.
Air heavy with smoke, his enemies choke.
His deep cutting words slicing open their throats.
Belligerent he roams, on the hunt for new foes.
Yet nothing is left even scraps for the crows.
Obliteration! They crush mortal bones.
And all of this mayhem can be done from his phone.


Ascending through the ranks.
They masquerade oh so fiendishly.
Competing to be most despised.
The ultimate keyboard warrior shall arise.
Ruler online.
He will never die.