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