House Of Asmodeus

I love you more than the brimstone loves the fire
More than Beelze loves her bub
More than a maggot loves gangrenous stubs
You make my spirit sing
Yeah, you make me glad I live in hell
Our love is a story sweet to tell

Yeah, you cast a special satanic spell over my heart
Love is a journey we decided to start
Yeah, I hope we'll never ever be apart
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
I love you, I love you, I love you, I love you
Who's singin' love songs in my lustful lounge?
Ozzie's ain't the place for sentimental sounds
What'd you expect from a proprietor like us?
Your demon host, Asmodeus, the embodiment of lust

Give me a thrust
Yeah, show me some lust
From the groin to the bust
In desire, we trust
In the house of Asmodeus
(Trumpet, ha!)

Hey, little imp, you came here to sing your serenade
Perform your feelings on a velvety stage
Well, we got a saying that's popular in these parts
"Only little bitches strum the strings of their hearts"
You wanna hang around this lustful town?
Ditch the lovey-dovey before we knock you around
Here we sing about want and desire
Depravity, savagery, loins hotter than fire

So, give me a thrust
Show me some lust
From the groin to the bust
Little imp, you just must
In the house of Asmodeus

Come on, sing us a song
Make sure the subject is gettin' it on
Make it graphic and tantrically long
Be sure to rhyme "thong" and "schlong"
Go ahead, your mic's on

I want to
Yeah, what do you want butt stuff, piss play, bondage?
Make gentle love to you
Ugh, what a limp-dick imp
You're really killin' the vibe
Get a load of this dweeb and his unsatisfied bride

Hey, now, I've watched those two pork many times
What? Blitz
And honestly, they make missionary look relatively exciting
Is that Blitzo? So you're showin' your face?
Hey, everybody, this guy's a total disgrace
Some nerve you've got to comment on a relationship
Last I checked, your love life is a pile of shit

Oh, Blitzo? I used to date him (oh, Verosika, you're here), (date him, date him)
I'd stroke him, I'd fellate him (fellate him, fellate him)
Yeah, but when it was my turn (my turn, my turn)
He did no reciprocatin' (what a dick-bag)
A selfish imp in the sheets
And just as bad in the streets
A reckless, heartbreakin' freak

Who's that at your table?
Is your date a demon prince?
Stolas, is that you?
Are you sleepin' with an imp?
Whoo! My dark lord, how the mighty do fall
You used to have a smokin' wife, a kid, you had it all
I hope you didn't give it up so you and him could get it up

You sold your life for a thrust!
Now that's the spirit of lust
Grab your groin or a bust
You better get your hair mussed
Pretend you don't see their crust
Hump 'til your junk turns to dust
In the house of Asmode-

Hey! I think you were tryna sing somethin' for me, Mox
Yeah, I was

I love us
I love us just the way we are
Don't have to pretend to like to do things we don't
I've always got you around to laugh at my stupid jokes
I'll never take you for granted
I'll always give you my best
And if you can offer the same, fate will handle the rest
'Cause I love you, 'cause I love you