[Verse 1] This had to happen I thought of this, possessed by a demon While a preacher was screaming at me in Latin I guess he thought that he could fight it But that was kinda naïve, cause why would it Wanna leave if it was invited? I took off his halo, I had a message for God I thought it worked as a two-way radio He was small potatoes but I needed a person to sacrifice Like when you throw a virgin in a volcano I started recognizing his God cut off communication I guess his location wasn't worth jeopardizing He started petrifying, his body was dead stiff As if he forgot to stretch before exorcising I have been had, his Bible was a tadbit light He had cut out the pages to put a flask in it I wasn't mad at it, I probably would've done it myself Or maybe I'm just playing devil's advocate [Verse 2] Last chip in the bag, last page of the novel I'm gluing the last stick of a ship I made in a gla** bottle When I began I didn't think it was possible But I think therefore I am like Aristotle I studied meditation, I had to be in the zone In order to go beyond my own expectation A lot of hard work and dedication, it never deterred me It's more about the journey than the destination What would be the reason for me to take on such a feat If I couldn't guarantee I would see its completion? I'm obviously berserk, cause I believe when I'm deceased I probably could live through my body of work I'm stranded inside of this mannequin but the plan is to Understand how to reanimate as a man again All's well that ends well, see you in hell I pull my cape over my face before vanishing