He lit a match and held it to my lips
Lighting a pleasure in the form of a woman
Who was everything that I had ever dreamed of and more
He said "Your lungs are a sugar-coated basin of lust and smoke
And a storm is coming like you've never seen it..."

"Do you think that God can carry you?"
"Do you think that God can carry you?"
"Do you think that God can carry you?"
"Do you think that God can carry you?"

"Life is suffering, death is brief, so smother all your grief"
He tempts me...
"Faith is taxing, love exhausts, so put up stands across
From all the pictures you'll ever need to never feel alone"

"Do you think that God can carry you?"
"Do you think that God can carry you?"
"Do you think that God can carry you?"
"Do you think that God can carry you?"

The devil himself says I won't get in
There's no way in hell I'm going to heaven

But I want to be the cattle that obeys the master's prod
Telling God of the devil, and the devil of God
It vexes me completely, it seems so odd
That I should fear the devil when the devil fears my God