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 (exercising)

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

Wait. I've seen this. This is it. This is the end. Yes. You were laying right there, just like that. And I. . . I... I stand here, right here, and I'm supposed to say something

Last chip in the bag, last page of the novel

I'm gluing the last stick of a ship I made in a glass 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