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The Immaculate Conception

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

[Ikon the Hologram]
The War of and Men
I them who believe
In ancient fallacies and the of thieves
Burn the unholy in filthy religion
Paganism and the of three-dimensional prison
I walk through the liquid of the Rivers
And rhyme schemes that cut like verbal scissors
Or
The science of the pharaohs
Millennium prophesies of
cattle
Discovered near the crop circles of the
While we fight wars for political whores like Magdalan
The plans his incision
Apparition of Tibetan magicians
My compositions will men into slaves
Holographic aspects of and waves
Propel the spacecraft in the
Dwell in the plains like the Horse of Hades
The Wheel of Infinity, the of the Trinity
Levitators of the fifth level of divinity
a pentadrone, I sent your dome into the forest
Of
the wilderness of Tan
The Verbal Hologram! The Hologram!

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

The
The higher arc
Encompass my soul in a like proton
I am
With helmeted head and flower, incantations
Wind walking
I dwell in a body can't be slain
The verbal
The atomic of pain
So I drain, the from your Chakra system
Watch me
the sun
The One
The cyborg
My shit is crazy Free Masons
camp crystal lake with Jason
Complex
City of screaming in the Vatican
I him
Who walks on the of Hell
To sacrifice El, Young El, El
A fall for all
Who battle the mystic
Face and material contamination
By the spiritual
Translation of ancient
Nonaton, overseer of law and
The verbal
walks on water
Immune to illusion and blows
Armed black magic, spears, and crossbows
Feeble attempts to the Hologram
Overstand, I man like Wodan
So no man step into the of the set
Study with Chinese masters like Jesus in
of Moses, urn of ashes
Morphing my soul solids, liquids, and gases!

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