Puker Face.

Puker face, puker face, I so hate you puker face.
Why did you venture into the terrains of terror?
For the night is long, Days are gone.
And still the raven rants on the spoils of her day.

...Oh puker face, Oh puker face, you are so speechless.
But why did you open your mouth in the terrains of terror.
For the days are yours, but the night is mine.
And still you want to linger here for the stay.

Speechless does he stand, waiting for the gates to close,
He is lost and trapped in the terrains of terror
For when the night comes and day bids farewell,
Who will save you from the wrath of the Raven.