Twisted Insane - Asmodeus lyrics

- What do you make of the theology which, uh, is pretty
Quite prominent these days in America, which is
If there is one guaranteed way not to go to Hell
And that is to accept Jesus as your personal savior
- Yeah, I grew up in that tradition. Uh, every church
I know claims that "we are the true church and we have some ultimate authority
We have the infallible pope, we have the unerring Bible."
The idea that the truth of God can be bound in any human system
By any human creed, by any human book is almost beyond imagination for me

Fill 'em up with lethal
Anytime I go out I see dead people
If it was a Halloween I say I'm Michael Myers I made up with the deevil
No sequel
Hard to get him talkin' when his mind is full of evil
Asmodeus done got a hold of him, what no one knows is I'm here to teach you
I'm useful
Brains grip, on the kitchen counter I can hear him drippin'
Ain't nobody trippin', niggas keep on puffin' [_] like it ain't shit
Don't you ever wonder who you're facin', you can take it
How you wanna take it and you caught up in a sticky situation


Tell me, do you really want it with the Brainsick?
Ain't this about a bitch, you wanna [_] with the warlock
Run away and try to make a promise that you will not save it with the door locked
Or you try to live a life evasive, I be always chasin', bake 'em with the sure shot
Standin' right beside him when he feelin' him, I'm finna bring the hell on your block
Biblical, free your mind up, you can finally find me in a ritual
I don't mean to get too vicious with it, I'm just try'na give you proper visuals
I ain't try'na be too much but I will not be watered down up in the mush
I'm meant for beamin', dreamin', fiendin' full of lust
I'm really different, we can see as individual

Asmodeus
Asmodeus
Asmodeus
Try'na get away and run, promise I be right behind you with the gun
Aimin' for your lungs and your brain is split
(Asmodeus)
Always try'na burn 'em up, feelin' like a mountain 'bout to re-erupt
Ain't no way to duck from this flame I spit

(Asmodeus)
In the dark with the mini sharks that roll with us
Better keep up on your toes, you never knowin' who is comin' through the door with us
Rivers full of blood flowin' in, they be trickin' when they try to blow with us
I'm 'bout to take a trip to hell, already time to tell you really wanna go with us
It's pitch black, jumpin' away for the Brainsick, ain't no turnin' back
Buckle up, it's finna be a bumpy ride, I've been provided with the murder matt
Tell me if you want the meat cooked well done, shit, I be servin' that
Tie up at the heel, black SUV five deep with the burner back
Beelzebub show me visions of my death, I wasn't messin', talkin' hella blood
It's funny when I think how far I've come and now my dick's hard by the smell of blood
Everybody hates Twist' but with the mental sick here you tell of love
And now I'ma use his body as my portal, we turn immortal till I let him up
Asmodeus

- The function of the Christ is not to rescue the sinners,
But to empower you and to call you to be more deeply
And fully human (Asmodeus) than you've ever realized.
That whilst the potential within you to be may be salvation
Needs to be conveyed in terms enhancing your humanity
Rather than rescuing you from it
- Life is a startling and wondrous experience, and eventually
I think we're gonna discover that God is unfolding through
The life of our consciousness and our self-consciousness
And is not a parent figure up in the sky