A Constant Itch Will Remain On Your Face

You Must Eat Your Own Head And Spit Into Space

It Crawls In Your Skin And Into Your Spin

You Must Dig In Your Guts And Rip Out The Lines



One With No Head He Sits By Your Side

Twitching His Fingers And Rubbing His Tights

A Pool Of Blood You're Full Of Blood

The Taste Of Blood The Waste Of Blood



Always Talking Just Speaking The Lines

Ignoring Emotions Confusing The Signs

Satan's Children Rise From Your Knees

Believing The Lies Are Hard To Conceive



Making The Ways And Issuing Souls

Spit In The Face Of Those Who Have Tolls

What Do You See And Where Do You Go

What Do You Know And What Can You Show



Vengeance Comes And Violence Goes

Give Them A Piece Of Iron Man Woes

Hail To The Fury Hail To Below

Hail To The Horned One The Goat That Knows



Satan's Children Looks Like A Goat

Satan's Child Fly Like A Dove

Satan's Children Run Thru The Woods

Satan's Child All Around Me

Satan's Children Looks Like A Wolf

Satan's Child Swim In The Sea

Satan's Children Crawl In Their Web

Satan's Child Is Like Me



Satan's Children Looks Like A Goat

Satan's Child Fly Like A Dove

Satan's Children Run Thru The Woods

Satan's Child All Around Me

Satan's Children Looks Like A Wolf

Satan's Child Swim In The Sea

Satan's Children Crawl In Their Web

Satan's Child Is Like Me