Insaneology Lyrics
| Song | Insaneology |
| Artist | Necro |
| Album | The Pre-Fix For Death |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作曲 : Braunstein, Lilker, Martin ... | |
| (John Tardy) | |
| Praise me, oh god, things I have done | |
| Raise the introspect, wars I have won | |
| Rise me, oh god, stand still the end | |
| Send in the solace one, wars never end | |
| (Necro) | |
| My black magic creates tragic fates like back fractures upon magistrates | |
| that disagreed with what Necro advocates | |
| If you know thugs for 4 G's you could be coked up | |
| Involved in orgies on top of pentagrams soaked in goats blood | |
| With innocent maidens, reciting rituals in a menacing cadence | |
| I'm blatantly a sadist, making me Satan's acquaintance | |
| My sepulchral corporals disobeyin' court rules, assault bishops | |
| Burn 'em with liquid from the cauldron on the altar with chickens | |
| (Necro) | |
| These verses are satanic like Salmon Rushdie | |
| Reading Talmud on embalming fluid next to Muhammad, the devil told him to do it | |
| Music made for thrashers and gay bashers | |
| We slay fascists, while I parlay puffin' LaVey's ashes | |
| You're enslaved to Mephisto's imprisonment | |
| Piss on Monroe's grave and christen it when I piss in it | |
| Blasphemous like Baphomet's tits, evil like African ticks | |
| Make the female sacrifice and suck the Capricorn's dick | |
| You got pulmonary edema | |
| You'll soon be buried like Gary Coleman's career, but your skull recovered by FEMA | |
| Attackin' the mental, walkin' backwards into temple | |
| Gold inverted pentacle, fang platinum dental | |
| Magically create tragedy internally | |
| Similiar to Merlin so your fragile anatomy burns in Hell | |
| Your permanent murder's a travesty | |
| Sincerely and personally I'm eternally HIM, his infernal majesty | |
| (John Tardy) | |
| It comes to me | |
| I feel insane | |
| I write the book of corpse | |
| I feel the strain | |
| Killing it comes to me | |
| It's what I do | |
| (Necro) | |
| This shit's heavy, like the illustrations of Eliphas Lévi | |
| Should've left you forever celibate at your Briss with a machete | |
| Sick, demented women prance, centered in the pentagram | |
| Enter the pit, kill a divine being like Glen Benton's band | |
| Importing to Miami beach, no law in the streets | |
| I don't wait for the lord to preach, 'cause God is dead, according to nietzche | |
| Shit on Christ while the beat rocks | |
| Blasting King Diamond during the Equinox, sacrificin' peacocks | |
| A black Bar Mitzvah, rabinical satanis | |
| A clinically sick cynical clique with banana clips and bandanas | |
| If your career was killin' for Satan and now you're locked up | |
| It's clear as day you were decieved like Ramirez | |
| I have no physical address, I just spiritually manifest | |
| Like mystical hat tricks, split in two in a casket and switch backwards | |
| Sammy Davis Jr. was satanic no less | |
| Recruiting many actors and actresses in to the C.O.S | |
| (Necro) | |
| L. Ron Hubbard thought he was Satan, you wish you were me | |
| The scientologist gynecologist doin' abortions ritually | |
| Free Masonry's why Michael flipped | |
| Tom Cruise's brain is microchipped, they cleared his mind completely then recycled it | |
| Travolta's been trapped since '75 | |
| Before "Welcome Back, Carter!" they soddered his brain open with blotters | |
| Politician occultists hexin' humans with complex infections | |
| That bludgeon, 'cause they hold grudges like Stryker from X-Men | |
| It be the God like Marquis de Sade, the priesthood of Mendez | |
| Sacrificing chicks like Lizzette Melendez | |
| Like Trevor Perez and Sean Martin on Fenders | |
| We're rugged thuggin' shout to my Insaneology members, DIE!!!!!!!!! |
| zuo qu : Braunstein, Lilker, Martin ... | |
| John Tardy | |
| Praise me, oh god, things I have done | |
| Raise the introspect, wars I have won | |
| Rise me, oh god, stand still the end | |
| Send in the solace one, wars never end | |
| Necro | |
| My black magic creates tragic fates like back fractures upon magistrates | |
| that disagreed with what Necro advocates | |
| If you know thugs for 4 G' s you could be coked up | |
| Involved in orgies on top of pentagrams soaked in goats blood | |
| With innocent maidens, reciting rituals in a menacing cadence | |
| I' m blatantly a sadist, making me Satan' s acquaintance | |
| My sepulchral corporals disobeyin' court rules, assault bishops | |
| Burn ' em with liquid from the cauldron on the altar with chickens | |
| Necro | |
| These verses are satanic like Salmon Rushdie | |
| Reading Talmud on embalming fluid next to Muhammad, the devil told him to do it | |
| Music made for thrashers and gay bashers | |
| We slay fascists, while I parlay puffin' LaVey' s ashes | |
| You' re enslaved to Mephisto' s imprisonment | |
| Piss on Monroe' s grave and christen it when I piss in it | |
| Blasphemous like Baphomet' s tits, evil like African ticks | |
| Make the female sacrifice and suck the Capricorn' s dick | |
| You got pulmonary edema | |
| You' ll soon be buried like Gary Coleman' s career, but your skull recovered by FEMA | |
| Attackin' the mental, walkin' backwards into temple | |
| Gold inverted pentacle, fang platinum dental | |
| Magically create tragedy internally | |
| Similiar to Merlin so your fragile anatomy burns in Hell | |
| Your permanent murder' s a travesty | |
| Sincerely and personally I' m eternally HIM, his infernal majesty | |
| John Tardy | |
| It comes to me | |
| I feel insane | |
| I write the book of corpse | |
| I feel the strain | |
| Killing it comes to me | |
| It' s what I do | |
| Necro | |
| This shit' s heavy, like the illustrations of Eliphas Le vi | |
| Should' ve left you forever celibate at your Briss with a machete | |
| Sick, demented women prance, centered in the pentagram | |
| Enter the pit, kill a divine being like Glen Benton' s band | |
| Importing to Miami beach, no law in the streets | |
| I don' t wait for the lord to preach, ' cause God is dead, according to nietzche | |
| Shit on Christ while the beat rocks | |
| Blasting King Diamond during the Equinox, sacrificin' peacocks | |
| A black Bar Mitzvah, rabinical satanis | |
| A clinically sick cynical clique with banana clips and bandanas | |
| If your career was killin' for Satan and now you' re locked up | |
| It' s clear as day you were decieved like Ramirez | |
| I have no physical address, I just spiritually manifest | |
| Like mystical hat tricks, split in two in a casket and switch backwards | |
| Sammy Davis Jr. was satanic no less | |
| Recruiting many actors and actresses in to the C. O. S | |
| Necro | |
| L. Ron Hubbard thought he was Satan, you wish you were me | |
| The scientologist gynecologist doin' abortions ritually | |
| Free Masonry' s why Michael flipped | |
| Tom Cruise' s brain is microchipped, they cleared his mind completely then recycled it | |
| Travolta' s been trapped since ' 75 | |
| Before " Welcome Back, Carter!" they soddered his brain open with blotters | |
| Politician occultists hexin' humans with complex infections | |
| That bludgeon, ' cause they hold grudges like Stryker from XMen | |
| It be the God like Marquis de Sade, the priesthood of Mendez | |
| Sacrificing chicks like Lizzette Melendez | |
| Like Trevor Perez and Sean Martin on Fenders | |
| We' re rugged thuggin' shout to my Insaneology members, DIE!!!!!!!!! |
| zuò qǔ : Braunstein, Lilker, Martin ... | |
| John Tardy | |
| Praise me, oh god, things I have done | |
| Raise the introspect, wars I have won | |
| Rise me, oh god, stand still the end | |
| Send in the solace one, wars never end | |
| Necro | |
| My black magic creates tragic fates like back fractures upon magistrates | |
| that disagreed with what Necro advocates | |
| If you know thugs for 4 G' s you could be coked up | |
| Involved in orgies on top of pentagrams soaked in goats blood | |
| With innocent maidens, reciting rituals in a menacing cadence | |
| I' m blatantly a sadist, making me Satan' s acquaintance | |
| My sepulchral corporals disobeyin' court rules, assault bishops | |
| Burn ' em with liquid from the cauldron on the altar with chickens | |
| Necro | |
| These verses are satanic like Salmon Rushdie | |
| Reading Talmud on embalming fluid next to Muhammad, the devil told him to do it | |
| Music made for thrashers and gay bashers | |
| We slay fascists, while I parlay puffin' LaVey' s ashes | |
| You' re enslaved to Mephisto' s imprisonment | |
| Piss on Monroe' s grave and christen it when I piss in it | |
| Blasphemous like Baphomet' s tits, evil like African ticks | |
| Make the female sacrifice and suck the Capricorn' s dick | |
| You got pulmonary edema | |
| You' ll soon be buried like Gary Coleman' s career, but your skull recovered by FEMA | |
| Attackin' the mental, walkin' backwards into temple | |
| Gold inverted pentacle, fang platinum dental | |
| Magically create tragedy internally | |
| Similiar to Merlin so your fragile anatomy burns in Hell | |
| Your permanent murder' s a travesty | |
| Sincerely and personally I' m eternally HIM, his infernal majesty | |
| John Tardy | |
| It comes to me | |
| I feel insane | |
| I write the book of corpse | |
| I feel the strain | |
| Killing it comes to me | |
| It' s what I do | |
| Necro | |
| This shit' s heavy, like the illustrations of Eliphas Lé vi | |
| Should' ve left you forever celibate at your Briss with a machete | |
| Sick, demented women prance, centered in the pentagram | |
| Enter the pit, kill a divine being like Glen Benton' s band | |
| Importing to Miami beach, no law in the streets | |
| I don' t wait for the lord to preach, ' cause God is dead, according to nietzche | |
| Shit on Christ while the beat rocks | |
| Blasting King Diamond during the Equinox, sacrificin' peacocks | |
| A black Bar Mitzvah, rabinical satanis | |
| A clinically sick cynical clique with banana clips and bandanas | |
| If your career was killin' for Satan and now you' re locked up | |
| It' s clear as day you were decieved like Ramirez | |
| I have no physical address, I just spiritually manifest | |
| Like mystical hat tricks, split in two in a casket and switch backwards | |
| Sammy Davis Jr. was satanic no less | |
| Recruiting many actors and actresses in to the C. O. S | |
| Necro | |
| L. Ron Hubbard thought he was Satan, you wish you were me | |
| The scientologist gynecologist doin' abortions ritually | |
| Free Masonry' s why Michael flipped | |
| Tom Cruise' s brain is microchipped, they cleared his mind completely then recycled it | |
| Travolta' s been trapped since ' 75 | |
| Before " Welcome Back, Carter!" they soddered his brain open with blotters | |
| Politician occultists hexin' humans with complex infections | |
| That bludgeon, ' cause they hold grudges like Stryker from XMen | |
| It be the God like Marquis de Sade, the priesthood of Mendez | |
| Sacrificing chicks like Lizzette Melendez | |
| Like Trevor Perez and Sean Martin on Fenders | |
| We' re rugged thuggin' shout to my Insaneology members, DIE!!!!!!!!! |
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