k**ah Priest - The Virgin Pt.2 lyrics

[k**ah Priest] Underworld Governments, rich rules, dark wizard brew They lick blood from her wrist Witch weddings, secret sermons Goat beheading, the oath before the brederens Private sessions, smoke a**end to heaven These mens are Nephilims, Hilary or Hitlery Obama or Obamination, the mystery of iniquities Conscious serpents of Satan faces the Queen of England Queen Mary stand before the King's buried They all are kindreds Great Britian, across the face written I had a vision I was cosmically swimming Not trying to go under but gravity kept grabbing me Head first down the cavity I heard the gnashing of teeth I heard a dragon breathe I'm moving at a slow travelling speed Just a small speck of dust I'm worm sliding thru the Nebulous Just my luck, that's all our verse flush I'm spiraling downward, I woke up 6 in the morn' Benny Hinn was on speaking about the Beast wit ten horns Iraq and Lebanon, I turn the seven psalms From a lake a head respond; its war Priest I'm steady wit the sword, I'm ready Lord (Chorus) Priest 2x Hail Mary full of grace Help me lead my enemies toward their graves If they follow - sleepy hollow They walk the path creepy & shallow d**h is certain once they meet 'The Virgin' [k**ah Priest] Blood in the eyes of a painting, Jesus - Satan Idol worshipping Pagans, crucifixion Whose true religion, Islamic - Jewish tradition God talked to Adam, Lucifer listens That's the perfect Judas intentions Mariology, scholars read bones Anthropologies, fossils in seas - Theologians Thrones Greek and Romans - Theia chosen Anglican Church, rebellion of the Turks Ottoman, follow him, keys of Solomon Masonic, demonic, catch me leaning up in the project Head wrapped wit a towel like a Pharaoh Kool G apparel, Jewish castle, who wanna battle? Enter the curtains of 'The Virgin' Amongst the merchants attack you like the King of the Persians Witness the sermon, weed burning D's lurking the streets of the urban, circling serpents Where a red devil sit on the roof throwing lightning down like Zeus Gimme a mic booth and outta both of my eyes light will shoot The unorthodox report from the blocks From who called the cops to who saw the drop From who snorting rocks, who caught the plot My linage is from God image, we wear turbans But now meet me in person; I tatted 'The Virgin'