In the diner of doom, where the burgers are obscene
The chef's got a madness, a hunger that's unclean
Stacking up the patties, with cheese flowing wild
One bite of this beast, and you'll be defiled
Apocalypse sandwich, the end is in sight
A tower of calories, a monstrous bite
With bacon and sauces, it'll mess up your head
One bite and you're gone, you'd be better off dead
Fried chicken, ham slices, and a donut for a bun
You're diving into chaos, there's nowhere to run
A heart attack waiting, with every crunchy chew
But the flavor's so tempting, what are you gonna do
In the heart of the kitchen, where madness brews
The chef's laughing loudly, as he serves you the news
It's a feast of destruction, a culinary curse
For this sandwich of doom, there's no reverse
Apocalypse sandwich, the end is in sight
A tower of calories, a monstrous bite
With bacon and sauces, it'll mess up your head
One bite and you're gone, you'd be better off dead
As you take the last bite, your vision starts to blur
The room starts spinning, and you feel the stir
You've faced the beast, in this culinary hell
Now you're down for the count, under its spell
The lesson here is clear, though it might be too late
Don't mess with the sandwich, that seals your fate
In the diner of doom, leave the monster be
Or you'll face the end, in agony