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The Conception Lyrics

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

[Ikon the Verbal
The War of and Men
I condemn who believe
In ancient and the heresy of thieves
Burn the unholy in your filthy
Paganism and the prism of three-dimensional
I walk the liquid of the Seven Rivers
And deliver rhyme schemes cut like verbal scissors
Or
The sacred of the pharaohs
prophesies of tarots
Murder
Discovered near the crop of the land
While we wars for political whores like Mary Magdalan
The plans his incision
Apparition of Tibetan magicians
My compositions will turn men slaves
Holographic aspects of and waves
Propel the spacecraft in the
Dwell in the abyssal like the Horse 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 of poetical injection is ejaculation
The Immaculate Conception" -> Pharoahe (repeat 4X)

The
The arc modron
Encompass my soul in a beam proton
I am
With helmeted head and flower, incantations
Wind teleportations
I dwell in a body that can't be
The verbal
The spark of pain
So I drain, the energy from your system
me glisten
the sun
The One
The relation
My shit is like Free Masons
Meeting camp crystal lake with
Complex
of screaming metal in the Vatican
I him
Who walks on the of Hell
To sacrifice El, Young El, El
A fall for all
Who the mystic meditation
Face decapitation and contamination
By the deviation
of ancient civilization
Nonaton, of law and order
The slaughter
walks on water
Immune to illusion and blows
with black magic, spears, and crossbows
Feeble to apprehend the Hologram
Overstand, I kill man Wodan
So no man step the darkness of the set
Study with masters like Jesus in Tibet
Staff of Moses, urn of
Morphing my into solids, liquids, and gases!

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