Devilman 2
Chopping my finger off like the yakuza
Chomp on it, swallow turn to sakuna
Chopping it off, like the yakuza
Chomping and swallow, turn to Sakuna
Blood on the page, I run in a haze
Consumed in a rage, son of Kazuya
Chopping it off, like the yakuza
Chomping and swallow, turn to Sakuna
Blood on the page, I run in a haze
Consumed in a rage, son of Kazuya
Summon and call, crush the intruder
Crushing the snakes, stoning medusa
Chucking the deuce up, stitch up my sutures
Lucifer chewing up Judas and Brutus
Choosing your fate, getting forsaken
Road is depraved to mortification
Sword in your flesh, Wore what was left
No mourning your death, coroners waiting
Pouring the maggots inside of your casket
Torn is the hatchet after you past
Pretending benevolent action
Vengeance in spelling malevolent task
Losing yourself but not in the music
Morbid amusement, torture abusive
Power corruptive, intrusive pursue it
Akuma intruding
Chopping it off, like the yakuza
Chomping and swallow, turn to Sakuna
Blood on the page, I run in a haze
Consumed in a rage, son of Kazuya
Chopping it off, like the yakuza
Chomping and swallow, turn to Sakuna
Blood on the page, I run in a haze
Consumed in a rage, son of Kazuya
The fathers that came before me
Cursed me in this purgatory
An allegory to break free
Will the Apple fall far from the tree
The tattoos that mark the beast
Genetic abnormality
That my dad attempt to extract from me
When it was acting dormant Diablo gene
He wants back the other half
He can't have that inhabits me
As it fled from him, went to the seed
Conceived with immorality
This filthy bloodlines been condemned
I quell and try to cleanse myself
But every time I lose control
The evil triumphs where it dwells
Roll tide, stampede
The crimson cries of a banshee
Third eye, fire laser beams
While soaring high, the lands bleak
Black wings, stomp prey
Was also chained, an offspring
Wear you out like cosplay
I'll hunt you down like an Osprey
Chopping it off, like the yakuza
Chomping and swallow, turn to Sakuna
Blood on the page, I run in a haze
Consumed in a rage, son of Kazuya
Chopping it off, like the yakuza
Chomping and swallow, turn to Sakuna
Blood on the page, I run in a haze
Consumed in a rage, son of Kazuya
Chopping it off, like the yakuza
Chomping and swallow, turn to Sakuna
Blood on the page, I run in a haze
Consumed in a rage, son of Kazuya
Chopping it off, like the yakuza
Chomping and swallow, turn to Sakuna
Blood on the page, I run in a haze
Consumed in a rage, son of Kazuya
Chomp on it, swallow turn to sakuna
Chopping it off, like the yakuza
Chomping and swallow, turn to Sakuna
Blood on the page, I run in a haze
Consumed in a rage, son of Kazuya
Chopping it off, like the yakuza
Chomping and swallow, turn to Sakuna
Blood on the page, I run in a haze
Consumed in a rage, son of Kazuya
Summon and call, crush the intruder
Crushing the snakes, stoning medusa
Chucking the deuce up, stitch up my sutures
Lucifer chewing up Judas and Brutus
Choosing your fate, getting forsaken
Road is depraved to mortification
Sword in your flesh, Wore what was left
No mourning your death, coroners waiting
Pouring the maggots inside of your casket
Torn is the hatchet after you past
Pretending benevolent action
Vengeance in spelling malevolent task
Losing yourself but not in the music
Morbid amusement, torture abusive
Power corruptive, intrusive pursue it
Akuma intruding
Chopping it off, like the yakuza
Chomping and swallow, turn to Sakuna
Blood on the page, I run in a haze
Consumed in a rage, son of Kazuya
Chopping it off, like the yakuza
Chomping and swallow, turn to Sakuna
Blood on the page, I run in a haze
Consumed in a rage, son of Kazuya
The fathers that came before me
Cursed me in this purgatory
An allegory to break free
Will the Apple fall far from the tree
The tattoos that mark the beast
Genetic abnormality
That my dad attempt to extract from me
When it was acting dormant Diablo gene
He wants back the other half
He can't have that inhabits me
As it fled from him, went to the seed
Conceived with immorality
This filthy bloodlines been condemned
I quell and try to cleanse myself
But every time I lose control
The evil triumphs where it dwells
Roll tide, stampede
The crimson cries of a banshee
Third eye, fire laser beams
While soaring high, the lands bleak
Black wings, stomp prey
Was also chained, an offspring
Wear you out like cosplay
I'll hunt you down like an Osprey
Chopping it off, like the yakuza
Chomping and swallow, turn to Sakuna
Blood on the page, I run in a haze
Consumed in a rage, son of Kazuya
Chopping it off, like the yakuza
Chomping and swallow, turn to Sakuna
Blood on the page, I run in a haze
Consumed in a rage, son of Kazuya
Chopping it off, like the yakuza
Chomping and swallow, turn to Sakuna
Blood on the page, I run in a haze
Consumed in a rage, son of Kazuya
Chopping it off, like the yakuza
Chomping and swallow, turn to Sakuna
Blood on the page, I run in a haze
Consumed in a rage, son of Kazuya
Credits
Writer(s): Garrett Kwan
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