Luyện nghe bài hát The Three Immortals

"Explorers... In the regions of experience...
Demons to some... to others... Now you must come with us..."

Enter the
With 3 immortal
Ark of the and the Holiest excursions
The search for the knowledge and the wisdom of the
The sends you to the abode of the damned
Immortal like
Setting in the caverns of the unholy
Oh, the all hope of Abraham
you to the sacred land
To change form, the daunting rituals that you scorned
Crown of thorns the unborn in which you spawned
There is no shelter from the storm of Babylon's lost
I lead millions to the promised
The holy
The Hologram
Blowing Shakra's to oblivion
Digital Man, Biblical man like
Breed, the Holy Throne
Presidents of United States are now
The of the Virus!
The eye of Sirius!
The last of the tyrants-
The begins now!
Infinite Like Wu Chi Tao
But
Will you withstand the of the helix
The crucifixion of the
The Black thesis, will you
Give to you the darkest of
Mortal MC's face the verbal

"I am in fact confusion as to what's real, and what's illusion"
"I am in fact lacking confusion as to real, and what's illusion"

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The infinite, planet
Is the Kha Shalamah, High
Ali Aba, astronomer
Roam the universe like
Indigenous with consciousness of
I am a 7 density being
personally
In divine Atlantis rising
3 radiation is extremely
for difficulty to cope with the
Externally, in the of the galaxy, Alchemy
Spirits soul my commitmentSo that's efficient, nine dimensions
Of expansion exquisitely
Philadelphian church, chosen
Add instance to
Pleiadian Equinox's
At the zero point.
time flying
Sitting on and Meditating
3 Immortals... portals!

"I am in fact lacking confusing as to real and what's illusion"
"I am in lacking confusing as to what's real and what's illusion"

The plot
Through crucifixions
I mar emcee's and travel lands guiding
My writtens escape the in certain crisis
I Create raps for Christ and 12 tribes
Educate with positive
your dimension and nobody survives
Out of smoke we
eyes and wise
Teaching lost fools that never dies
I cry, try to cut off my air
I'm a transport to space, let the ship fly
Annuna, seven
Let the be the Baptist
The self contained underwater breathing
In Atlantis, digital image screen
Photographs of ships upon ya planets
Emerge from Volcanoes, Dread locks and
Presto change-o, I to tornadoes
And tear up ya metropolis
You fish tank guppies couldn't fuck the octopus!