Beast 1333 - The Demonologist
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I don’t know why but the moment I was born they had eyes on me
Stench of sulfur in the room they disguised Homie
Soons a person drops and dies
Others rise know me
1333 spit that wise only
Gods on me
Devils in the details I’ve witnessed apparitions
First as orbs of light then streaking off and changing they position
Since a little kid I tried to tell my mom I had these feelings
I was seeing shadow figures move quickly across the ceiling
There was one night she didn’t believe me what I was saying
Then the door slammmed shut by itself
The demons was playing
They speaking the vilest words in Latin
Concecrated incantations
Flowing black as satans satin
Speaking tongues in combinations
Never heard Before
Black spiders across the floor
The more I got the scared
The stronger they grew
Coming back for more
I hate it in fact deplore
The energies when they shift
My body lifts, as I sleep set adrift
I’m cursed with a gift
HOOK:
My gifts a curse
Every single night
I feel it getting worse
I was born a demonologist
Been sensitive since birth
“Yous a what?!”
I’m a demonologist (what?!)
Like edward and Lorraine
My Sensitivity increases on the new moon when it rains
I’m a demonologist
The one they call in for a haunting
At an exorcism teasing the demons
Screaming and taunting
I was born a demonologist
And this Will never change
I’m a conduit a door to the unusual and strange
Record the vox out the blaring SB-7 spirit box
There’s tapping all across the walls and they fiddling with the locks
My EMF detector’s off the scales with diodes at the red
I set a laser grid along the wall and at the foot the bed
The thermal cameras on the tripod
I got my voice recorder
Seems my MEL meters functioning
All of the gears in order
“A slaughter massacre larger than many murders combined”
I heard a chilling voice
A whisper that interrupted my mind
What is your name?
“I’m way too powerful to play in to your game
You’re all the same”
Reveal yourself to me
Or go from which you came!
“I am beelzebub
The Philistine the stench the lord of flies!
Today you die”
I am impervious to treachery and lies
I am alive therefore more powerful than you can ever be
When god created us
Your jealousy was obvious to see
I see the fallen ones are weak
I hereby spit right in your face
You underestimate my power as human
So here’s a taste ( killing demon soundscape)
HOOK:
My gifts a curse
Every single night
I feel it getting worse
I was born a demonologist
Been sensitive since birth
“Yous a what?!”
I’m a demonologist (what?!)
Like edward and Lorraine
My Sensitivity increases on the new moon when it rains
I’m a demonologist
The one they call in for a haunting
At an exorcism teasing the demons
Screaming and taunting
I was born a demonologist
And this Will never change
I’m a conduit a door to the unusual and strange
It is necessary to distinguish demons from the devil
There’s a hierarchy
Of rulers and legions at different levels
When it comes to contact with them
Immediately I invoke, the universal cosmic positive energy at a stroke
Of my pen, I am god among the men
I wasn’t born the same
Was born a king, they bore me to rule was also born to reign
Im he to whom the serpent came
Able when he burdened Cain
The barrenness of earth as rock and desert
Goals for lord of flame
Excessive heat then brutal colds
A sign that you have a goblin
Almost drained my life energy
Leaving the session wobbling
Im hobbling & squabbling throttling &
Fighting to slay the entities and
Slipped in ectoplasm while demons chanted obscenities
A demonologist
I born to protect the cattle
From the jaws of the wolves
That I’m ripping apart in battle
I’m a demonologist just know my missions not completed
Until the entity I’m battlings been utterly defeated!
Stench of sulfur in the room they disguised Homie
Soons a person drops and dies
Others rise know me
1333 spit that wise only
Gods on me
Devils in the details I’ve witnessed apparitions
First as orbs of light then streaking off and changing they position
Since a little kid I tried to tell my mom I had these feelings
I was seeing shadow figures move quickly across the ceiling
There was one night she didn’t believe me what I was saying
Then the door slammmed shut by itself
The demons was playing
They speaking the vilest words in Latin
Concecrated incantations
Flowing black as satans satin
Speaking tongues in combinations
Never heard Before
Black spiders across the floor
The more I got the scared
The stronger they grew
Coming back for more
I hate it in fact deplore
The energies when they shift
My body lifts, as I sleep set adrift
I’m cursed with a gift
HOOK:
My gifts a curse
Every single night
I feel it getting worse
I was born a demonologist
Been sensitive since birth
“Yous a what?!”
I’m a demonologist (what?!)
Like edward and Lorraine
My Sensitivity increases on the new moon when it rains
I’m a demonologist
The one they call in for a haunting
At an exorcism teasing the demons
Screaming and taunting
I was born a demonologist
And this Will never change
I’m a conduit a door to the unusual and strange
Record the vox out the blaring SB-7 spirit box
There’s tapping all across the walls and they fiddling with the locks
My EMF detector’s off the scales with diodes at the red
I set a laser grid along the wall and at the foot the bed
The thermal cameras on the tripod
I got my voice recorder
Seems my MEL meters functioning
All of the gears in order
“A slaughter massacre larger than many murders combined”
I heard a chilling voice
A whisper that interrupted my mind
What is your name?
“I’m way too powerful to play in to your game
You’re all the same”
Reveal yourself to me
Or go from which you came!
“I am beelzebub
The Philistine the stench the lord of flies!
Today you die”
I am impervious to treachery and lies
I am alive therefore more powerful than you can ever be
When god created us
Your jealousy was obvious to see
I see the fallen ones are weak
I hereby spit right in your face
You underestimate my power as human
So here’s a taste ( killing demon soundscape)
HOOK:
My gifts a curse
Every single night
I feel it getting worse
I was born a demonologist
Been sensitive since birth
“Yous a what?!”
I’m a demonologist (what?!)
Like edward and Lorraine
My Sensitivity increases on the new moon when it rains
I’m a demonologist
The one they call in for a haunting
At an exorcism teasing the demons
Screaming and taunting
I was born a demonologist
And this Will never change
I’m a conduit a door to the unusual and strange
It is necessary to distinguish demons from the devil
There’s a hierarchy
Of rulers and legions at different levels
When it comes to contact with them
Immediately I invoke, the universal cosmic positive energy at a stroke
Of my pen, I am god among the men
I wasn’t born the same
Was born a king, they bore me to rule was also born to reign
Im he to whom the serpent came
Able when he burdened Cain
The barrenness of earth as rock and desert
Goals for lord of flame
Excessive heat then brutal colds
A sign that you have a goblin
Almost drained my life energy
Leaving the session wobbling
Im hobbling & squabbling throttling &
Fighting to slay the entities and
Slipped in ectoplasm while demons chanted obscenities
A demonologist
I born to protect the cattle
From the jaws of the wolves
That I’m ripping apart in battle
I’m a demonologist just know my missions not completed
Until the entity I’m battlings been utterly defeated!
