Jenova 7 - Damn Your Soul lyrics

Verse 1: What's your reason to be? When darkness emerges With a name and purpose And pain feeds the need for blood And evil begins to surface The land of the forgotten They've forgot us for certain More evil than good In the gutters living and lurking Laying in low in churches Pastor Jackson preaching To ma**es burping amens With a scent of Bourbon Plate in service pa**ing And receiving 5's and some 10's For boots flashy suits And the new lease on the Benz So can the pastor forgive me? "it isn't his forgiveness that you need Son you need to ask god If your forgiven" But I've given him my lifestyle Changed the way the I'm living And talking to the sky With this guy that doesn't listen Son listen your missing the point Faith is something horrid and great Makes you believe in something Not in your face Base your existence on beliefs To relieve your own fate Waiting for angles, clouds and a large golden gate First name and last And if your on the list you may pa** How good have you been in the past? I ask Saint Peter How come we Gotta prove ourselves worthy To him And the devil seems to want us and need us? Clouds open under my feet And I plumit But can I feel fear? If I could there'd Knots in my stomache Heat under my feet Hear the flames as they roar I land and I stand In front if the giant red door Hot coles red as the devils Balls on the floor Awaiting in suspense Tense me and a billion more We walk in Not knowing where we're going And just walking And surprise ... were in a sinners Paradise Not all fire But streams of alcohol like rivers Deliver you a drink As the stream banks a slithers Thru demons on some drums Banging to a rhythm Dancing in the heat to the beat is every heathen Drums stop In the horizon rising are 2 horns With three spikes he arrives With his trident "welcome to all cause you where Always all invited I too was rejected thrown from heaven and spited I too was god created Just like all you people And if god created me Than god created evil And if god created bad To compete with good With what purpose? On purpose and just to feed his ego I don't hate you Human beings what I relate to Wanted you all Like it was I who create you Out of clay sticks and stone He made skin and bones Good started off everything That's bad or wrong Distraction eyes away from The magic action Just like every book sinners Are written by the winners" We made a toast Gold cups rum with cold cuts Cups pointing the end of the table Our hostess Chorus: Asking to yourself; what would Jesus do? Not even asking to yourself; who does Jesus be? Damn your soul (ooohh!) your gonna need Jesus b Hail Marys rosaries and a Jesus piece