"No Respects Rev." lyrics

The Lords of the Senses
Were coming up
Typical side road
It was fast and cold
It was fast and cold
On a day of old
Georgioso
Coming down!
Had to move
Had to move
No respect for G.B.
No respect
For the lonesome cove
No respect
Laughing you go
Fast and cold
You go on your roads
Censoring yourself
Embracing your curtailment
The judge of your soul, God
We appreciate him
In twelve years of repast

For twelve years in fast
For twelve years in fast
For twelve years in fast
For twelve years in fast
Respects
Going around
Reverberating
In eldritch and neon
In Georgioso's realm
The god and the dashed
Damned
In the words of...aaa...
In twelve years
Do you take
And set up in some cove
Location in Whitby
Engländer Schweinhund
Why are you here?
Why are you here?
Why are you here?