OW! I cut your face off With my knife I sever your dreams I'll feed your face to my dirty goat And take it out to the streets Slicing your face is like a dream Slicing your face feels like a dream My mighty hawk king, in the kingdom of trolls Controls your fate He's the one who holds your dream One of them is pink and the other consumes flesh Octopus, on the plate, he's coming for you (with toast) Face butter on the toast...it's coming Whiz on the bread Fat guy on the bus You remain, to serve To my dark lord! I made an Omelette for Satan And I made it out of your face (Satan)