Hook: When the bell tolls three times you'll know that I am dead If I am k**ed by common men then you will rule in peace But if I am murdered by one of your stock Then the people will rise and off with your head Verse1: This is my message to the higher cla**, I am your curse I will hypnotize your people with a stare and a few words Look deep into my eyes, let me sink into your soul Let me see what's behind that thick skin made of gold I see you're fooled by my holy ways when I say That I'm a spiritual healer, to God I only pray Give your women to me as a sacrificial rite I will make them wanna leave behind their artificial life Any gossip that you deposit can't stop this catastrophic logic Of my synopsis, even if my eyes are popped out of my sockets I am the mad prophet that will bring the apocalypse Even toxins can't make me vomit out my esophagus No stopping this! I know this topic is microscopic But it's important to know who's diggin inside your pockets
Follow the norm cause the times are really transforming But this is just a warning, revolution starts at morning Hook Verse 2: This is a compilation of prophecies I have written Unfinished drafts of many philosophies I can fit in Hypothesis of life and d**h, interpreted as frightful threats After I have left, spirit will emerge from where I rest See I have risen with a chillin mission As a virus I will infiltrate and then proceed with the k**ing session The epitome of tyranny lies behind the trinity But the divinity that lives in me is mystery Officially, I will be seen as a mystic figure A horror flick that can provide realistic shivers Some will try to k** me with poisons that hit the liver But in the smoke I'll rise after thrown to a distant river Don't fear me I came in peace and I'm here to stay Just glare at my iris, listen to every word I say an*lyze 'em and stay paralyzed Realize that what bares inside may terrorize this paradise