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Kundalini
03:56
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Most omnipotent demons
Dwelling eyes infested with doom
Voracious demons
They dine forever in doom
A ritual bloodbath / The black awakening
The grown crawls with ill will and self absorbed parasites
I don't trust the imperial motive
Most of them wait with dark baited breath
They put us in a frequency prison
Ascending masters / a spiritual vision
We don't trust them
Most of them wait with baited breath
Mass rises in mind, controller of snakes
Mighty are they in the forbidden knowledge
cuse its one with the night
There is a method to it all
You're operating in a place of ignorance
There is a method to this madness
Cast down to hell and delivered them unto chains of darkness to be reserved unto judgment.
Until judgment
Their throats are open severed graves
Their tongues practice deceit and poison
Rap vipers around their spines
Around their spines
Dwelling eyes infested with doom
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Ciphers
05:09
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She soared above hell an eagle temptress whoring for souls
in this mortal world
The world is a helpless sacrifice in which the soul is bound as a victim,
Self offered to unseen gods
The great cosmetic deception
an orphanage realm we call earth
Scraping in the shadows of our own damnation
Blind submission in this wretched life
Blind submission in this mortal world
Those who are awake have no sympathy for those who lye asleep
in this cycle of death
mankind is drowning an ouroboros in play
("Its clear the humanity has used deception as its most powerful instrument")
Demons bent on destruction, charged by and ancient hate
I am the pulpit the anti-christ, killopolis enterprise
Skeleton orchestra
Self driven heresy
Molested in front of all your peers
Malevolent justified Beast
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Amenta
03:35
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Moldering bodies and their servant maggots
a most vial butchery , ravaging live as we know it
Soul quest to consume human flesh
This wretched aroma of ignorance is intoxicating
Defying the wretched ones till the darkness comes to open the gates again.
To be maimed on such uncertain apathetic idle grounds
Whatever you have spoken in the dark will be heard in idol light
We will search for death and will not find it,
desire will flee us, hail and fire fallows
I don't think i have myself figured out
but I do believe in this fading drought
in the break of a darkened light
visions of fateful and utter emaciation
The goat of a thousand young
Black ram of the Amon forest
His voice has the sound of many waters/my anchor to sanity
His voice as the sound of many waters
I am he who lives, and was dead.
Hail, ram of the son and deathless one,
his voice has the sound of many waters
Come forth from thy blackened temple
Thy blackened temple
Deception is the engine that runs itself
elevate the spirit forget the flesh
I watched as dreams slowly washed away and die, this is my last goodbye
Real knowledge is to know the extent of ones
ignorance
The deadly parallels
Wisdom is available to those who hold the key
Our visions
Illusions
Define our world and space
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