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King of the nations, master of wisdom, LIGHT through SUNTAL, Keeper of the way, dwelt in his TEMPLE, the MASTER of UNAL, LIGHT of the Earth in Atlantis’ day.
Your nails lifted as you scratch, claw
Evil and wickedness evidently does falls
Unleashed doom as it floats in the wind
Who’s at my door that fate sends
As a guillotine awaits treason to rear its ugly head
Snuffing out souls, while singing ghost lullabies to put you to bed
Slicked treachery looms in its own filth of ruins
The Holy Quran, forecast the day of uprise
As surely as the sun sets, rebirth found in its silent surprise
The shadow of the Hebrew Seer denounces the pilgrimage of earthly doom
Your reversed mantras found in your Holy Book
Pompously enhances the day of the mark of beast and the Book Of Revelations' gloom
Such foolishness spoken after slithering up from the abyss of hell
Vanity in sloth makes a cracked mirror break upon the swell
Foolish arrogance when one labels self
Demonic tongues spoken on the run when immortality is dealt
Lies to faces has marred the soul who tries to sell
In my hand the divine word and the tip of my sword
Rubbed in sage as dictatorship pours
Have beheaded with the parchments of wisdom upon the plae horseman many fourscore
Sent down here to keep wretched spirits drowning in the abyss of a hellish ocean
The Fire Breather who spews fire or an emollient bloodsucker to the skin denied healing, no love potion
Hidden in the Roman Basilica vaults, you know of my name
The concealed identity who was reincarnated to slew, no dark souls has outlasted my flames
What good is a man who gains the world and loses his soul
The power of his words, venomous laced with vinegar as a lemon to ears it patrols
Slaughtered heads that feed false lies to drop you out without a doubt
Burning in the decent of one third of Heaven fallen Angels cursing while heading South
No longer a high honor, no longer you slither, no longer guarding the Garden of Eden flames
I am here to converge until your death, then kick you back into the lake of fire scorned by your own pain
What was first, shall be last, shall be first again
O wandering one who started the sanctuary of sin
Snake eyes from a diabolical temple of its origin
Bowing down to the crown who destroys debauchery as souls burn in the dark abyss of sin’s wishing well
The moon shall not shine as time smite unto earth reveals
When the trumpets harken as earth stands still
Seven churches of the undulated broken seals
On earth what is this depravation that now slithers on its belly strewn in my path
I stand in peace, yet I am universal wraith
Harken unto its shadow stalking as a cold breeze
Electric vibrations within humanity to the higher power 33rd degrees
Honor and love are always found in the heart of my sacred words ordained by my humbing creed
As above, so below, the Divine Orator's whispers resonating beyond the calling of infinity
Shalom
High we arose above the Temple, leaving behind the Three and DWELLER, deep in the HALLS ‘neath the Temple, closing the pathway to the LORDS of the Cycles.
Yet ever to him who has knowing, open shall be the path to AMENTI.
The Emerald Tablets
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