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The Immaculate Conception

Janssen (Lord of Illusions):
"Flesh is a trap. That's what he to say.
is a trap. And magic sets us free."

[Ikon the Hologram]
The War of and Men
I condemn them who
In fallacies and the heresy of thieves
Burn the unholy in your filthy
and the prism of three-dimensional prison
I walk the liquid of the Seven Rivers
And deliver schemes that cut like verbal scissors
Or
The sacred of the pharaohs
Millennium prophesies of
Murder
Discovered near the crop of the land
While we wars for political whores like Mary Magdalan
The Hologram his incision
Apparition of black magicians
My compositions will men into slaves
Holographic of particles and waves
Propel the spacecraft in the
Dwell in the abyssal plains like the of Hades
The Wheel of Infinity, the of the Trinity
Levitators of the level magician of divinity
Like a pentadrone, I sent dome into the forest
Of
the wilderness of Tan
The Verbal Hologram! The Hologram!

"My perception of injection is ejaculation
The Conception" -> Pharoahe Monch (repeat 4X)

The
The higher arc
Encompass my soul in a beam like
I am
With helmeted and lotus flower, incantations
Wind teleportations
I dwell in a body that be slain
The verbal
The atomic spark of
So I drain, the energy from Chakra system
me glisten
the sun
The One
The relation
My is crazy like Free Masons
Meeting crystal lake with Jason
wind
City of screaming in the Vatican
I him
Who walks on the of Hell
To El, Young El, Young El
A dark for all
Who the mystic meditation
Face and material contamination
By the deviation
Translation of civilization
Nonaton, of law and order
The slaughter
Hologram walks on
Immune to and scientifical blows
Armed with magic, spears, and crossbows
Feeble to apprehend the Hologram
Overstand, I kill man like
So no man step into the of the set
Study Chinese masters like Jesus in Tibet
Staff of Moses, urn of
Morphing my into solids, liquids, and gases!

"My of poetical injection is ejaculation
The Conception" -> Pharoahe Monch (repeat 4X)