Anyway, for Tool (Onos T'oolan).
"Them Bones" - Alice in Chains
I believe them bones are me
Some say we're born into the grave
I feel so alone, gonna end up a
Big ole pile a them bones
Dust rise right on over my time
Empty fossil of the new scene
I feel so alone, gonna wind up a
Big ole pile a them bones
Toll due bad dream come true
I lie dead gone under red sky
I feel so alone, gonna end up a
Big ole pile a them...
I feel so alone, gonna end up a
Big ole pile a them...
I feel so alone, gonna end up a
Big ole pile a them bones
For Heboric
"Red Horse Rainbow" - Clutch
Pan-amoebic algebra, breed bizarre bacteria, what to do, oh what to do
Africanized killer bees, alabastar dieties, milk from spoons, sip milk from spoons
Within the ruins against the firth
The salamander has given birth
Only red horse rainbows can save us
Let them run wild and asunder
Call the royal guard to let the people in
Flaming arrows by hundreds
Pull the bog man from the peat, stand him up on both his feet
He jigs and reels, he jigs and reels
Infiltrating silver crabs, carry a most scented flag, to their front lines, to their front lines
Within the ruins
Against the firth
The salamander has given birth
Only red horse rainbows can save us
Let them run wild and asunder
Call the royal guard to let the people in
Flaming arrows by hundreds
And now the salamander
Run to the tower and call up the magus
If he has caused this, we'll tear out his pages
Throw 'im in shackles
And remove his hands
