Face Omlette

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)