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