[Intro: Diabolic]

Diabolic

Rhyme Asylum

Foul Play, bitch

[Verse 1: Diabolic]

There's no question if I'm ill or not, unfold the killer's plot

To blind the eye on the pyramid and destroy the buildin' blocks

I take tequila shots with six packs of Miller

And you're no match like caterpillars attackin' silverback gorillas

It's like a storm swept in the form of a war weapon

Who’d have your broad stressin', chasin' my balls like dogs fetchin'

Born legend, swingin' Liquid Swords with the force

Of missiles launched in a Pacific-Northwest collision course

I'm not like the rest, I’m cut from a different cloth

Worshiped like a Christian corpse nailed to a religious cross

You've bitten off more than you can chew, your shit is soft

You hear the hunger in my voice, I hear the bitch in yours

I don't Dance With The Devil, I'm just sittin' back

Clickin' gats, poppin' his choreographer on hidden tracks

Rippin’ cats with Skirmish, Plazma and Leatherface

While Psiklone and Possessed disgrace anyone who test their fate

[Chorus]

Test your fate, give me a reason to set it straight

Give me a reason to make your body levitate

Give me a reason to teach lessons and educate

Fuck it, I'ma leave you bleedin'

I don't even need a reason

Test your fate, give me a reason to set it straight

Give me a reason to make your body levitate

Give me a reason to teach lessons and educate

Fuck it, I'ma leave you bleedin'

I don't even need a reason

[Verse 2: Psiklone]

Switch stars and stripes and American eagles

Arm the president's people with carving knives and heroin needles

Delay the afterlife, suspendin' the sequel

Self-injecting the lethal T-Virus from Resident Evil

Vicious jackal, black zodiac star sign

The horse whisperer, turning Pegasus to the dark side

In a State of Lunacy, literally losin' my mind

I had an infernal affair with Lucifer’s wife

I sleep balancin' on sharpened javelins

Who needs a passport when you’re born with dragon wings?

Godforsaken angel

When it comes to blood I'll drink Dracula under the operating table

Turn eternal hellfire to ice, high as a kite

Smoking the blunt side of a knife

Desert mouth, jaw full of cactus spikes

Parasites feeding off the decaying corpse of the Antichrist

[Chorus]

Test your fate, give me a reason to set it straight

Give me a reason to make your body levitate

Give me a reason to teach lessons and educate

Fuck it, I'ma leave you bleedin'

I don't even need a reason

Test your fate, give me a reason to set it straight

Give me a reason to make your body levitate

Give me a reason to teach lessons and educate

Fuck it, I'ma leave you bleedin'

I don't even need a reason

[Verse 3: Possessed]

I suspect I'm losin' the plot

Sleep with a battle axe and rest my head on an executioner's block

Refuse to be a flash in the pan

When opportunity knocks, I bang back with battering rams

View the future through all-seeing eyes

Unsheathe my knife, carve the date of my death in the Tree of Life

Jesus Christ…

If I get cold feet, I'll walk on water 'til I turn the sea to a sheet of ice

Pry open the jaws of depression, force whole packs of Prozac

Washed down with scorpion venom

Sorcerer with a morbid obsession, four notorious henchmen

Guarding my doors of perception

I turn Brokeback Mountain to Hamburger Hill

Fuck a blacksmith, I forge axes from nerves of steel

Embodiment of decrepitude

Fuck sexual diseases, my ejaculation leaves exit wounds

[Chorus]

Test your fate, give me a reason to set it straight

Give me a reason to make your body levitate

Give me a reason to teach lessons and educate

Fuck it, I'ma leave you bleedin'

I don't even need a reason

Test your fate, give me a reason to set it straight

Give me a reason to make your body levitate

Give me a reason to teach lessons and educate

Fuck it, I'ma leave you bleedin'

I don't even need a reason

[Verse 4: Plazma]

Head semi-detached, emerged from the grave

The living deceased in a permanent state of murderous rage

I was burned at the stake, rose from the ashes

With a thirst for human flesh, no emotional baggage

No close companions, don’t show compassion

Unleashin' my demons secretly seekin' holy sanction

Straight horrorcore, never did follow law

The insane and sagely sodden-faced god of war

It's been this way forever, a basement dweller

Forever plottin' my apocalyptic reign of terror

Possess the emperor of Rome's treacherous soul

Reclaim supreme status and reascend to the throne

The Night of the Living Dead, you'll die a horrific death

Your last image; a masked figure lighting a cigarette

It's Diabolic and Rhyme Asylum in full effect

We'll never compromise, be silenced or put to rest