[Coal Cash]
We war with wicked Wiccan witches, warlocks and wizards
And it isn't getting better from the spread of metaphysics
Behead a lizard, send John Edwards a visit
Tell L. Ron if he held on that Hell wants his business
f** Jehovah's Witness, a sickness worse than rabies
Crazy for your accord, the Lord ain't living in Pleiades
Sacrificing babies, sick Satanic mediums
Bleeding from an*l probes in the Grove made by Bohemians
Transgender deviants main ingredient to the fruit cake
Menticide applied like the Fluoride in your toothpaste
The youth waste their brain on h**n c**aine
Til there's holes in their brain like Kurt Cobain, work the pain
Burst in flame like crosses at Klan rallies
Where V for Vendetta spoke quotes from Aleister Crowley
The malice of Cali in the valley of magic wands
Where Harry is Crowley, and Crowley a Jahbulon
The Babylon mystery, a history delirious
Isis the Eastern Star,is Ishtar the bars are (Sirius/serious)
Mysterious periods of pinnacle pyramids
Subliminal signals, geometrical myriad
Imperious criteria, ulterior motives
Foreboded to convince me what Da Vinci encoded
Devoted providence, confidence in the trinity
Dan Brown's a f**ing clown trying to strip his divinity
Turn your a** to a chimney, trying to live to infinity
While Walt Disney washed your brain in cryogenic pa**ivity
Hermetically came the change, rearranging our nation
To become the new Atlantis, commandments of Francis Bacon
I'm Psycho Mantis out to switching controllers
But Coal's the polar shift, only eclipsed by the solar
f** the Ayatollah, I flow a soul of the Spartans
Spitting arson when I rap blow up a track like Jack Parson
[Tones]
Behead the leader of the hermetic order
Singeing flesh with the scent of aurora
I'll give you aura, hold the skull of a warrior
It's straight torture, modern day slaughterer
Ion or Isis, the Horus
They never saw us invade the fortress, create the book of the lawless
It's rise of the living dead, the ghost of formless
We are back for your soul, we gonna take all this
Thelemite workin my mystics indigenous
Changing the wordin of cla** A suspicious
When I notice the focus is soulless religious
And conspicuous regardless of dissidence
Osiris times a deity next to peace surrounded by Satanic worship, threat from the east
666 exists we deaded the beast
I got some lost words from the men that were released
Cloaked in sheep covered in the children's d**h
Til a silver bullet or a stake injure my flesh
Lon Milo Duquette brought it into the west
I'm taking what's right by giving you what's left
It's the blood of the innocent, lay across your grave
Ordo templi orientis know you born slave
Control some, in dispense portions and graves
Bones of the dead is the only way the floor is paved
The evil forces connecting negative energy
Gather around us in expressions of deviltry
People saying devils infected their memory
They can never be close enough to get it mentally
A secret society with a series of degrees
Dark initiation rituals appear how it seems
Ceremonies that turn all your fears into screams
They want to see through your eyes and hear in your dreams
They plotting to k**s us, they attack the words
Infiltrated the Gnostic Catholic church
They cryogenically freeze your seeds after birth
They want us gone or owned whatever happens first
They hid the truth, now you can't remember how
Sort of like Crowley molesting at the Boleskine House
Once the doors close, you're never getting out
You can climb up the ladder but you're never getting down
Reading the confessions out loud to the heavens
At a true equinox tilted axis to descendants
Blessing; remembrance of only herb sessions
Using words against them as the murder weapon
Shaitan's minions came to slay and maim
Instead film Zeppelin's "This Song Remains The Same"
You can only own the f**ing lane, I ain't ever played the game
We here to change the brakes and break the chains