LOST SECRET

LOST SECRET - End Of The Beginning lyrics

rate me

It is the end of all hope

To lose the child, the faith

To end all the innocence

To be someone like me

The divine artificer, spitting vials of truth

Burning the world lies, right before the eyes of the youth

To save their soul (Metatron: What you mean, Storm?), Eye of Heru

From the preachers, deceivers tryin' to steal their jewel

I be the coming of the law, the "Good Book" never saw

My tongue be Ra's blazing sword, revealing how Jesus is a Czar

Heru's the first to have his birth, announced by the Eastern Star

But the astronomonical reality of the Bible is barred

They keep the masses lost in ignorance, spiritual abyss

Placin' thier faith in a savior, that don't exist

Shepherds of perversion, sewing seeds of blashphemy

Shall be devoured by the Worm of Seth for all eternity

As I blast ya mind's eye, illumination of a comet

Openin' the Lost Secrets, killin' all you false prophets

With my Urais arisen from it's bodily prison

Bringing to light these visions, and the end of world religions

I must remain cautious, enemy forces attack with Trojan Horses

Metatron's armed with this pencil

My heart pumps the blood, shed over Solomon's Temple

Knowledge is meant to, be revealed in stages, I hold the shield of David

Standing between the pillars of Heaven and Earth

Y'all are blind to the light, we inherit since birth

I'm reppin' the 'Hurst, cause I cater to your profane mind

Then I write lyrical flames fueled by propane rhymes

Fuck turning shit to gold...

I perform the alchemy that helps ascend your lost souls

All I need, is this mic to change ya

My tongue be the spear, that murdered your Savior

Bathe ya, with the blood of every forgotten spirit

Every whore, thief, and murderer that begs for forgiveness

And invite them to your Sunday service

If this rhyme offends you, then good, I did it on purpose

To be someone like me, both king and a priest

Mishphat tsedek here to wreck ya set and it's a

Wrap, the end of all time

No more hope in ya heart, no more crime in the streets

No more crack to sell, no more ice, no more shiest, no more nice

No more life, no more death, no more Christ... mandileon without no face

Rosacrucians rejoice, Nation of Islam waits for the ship

Copeless like a Christian in the rapture

Snap ya self out of the dreamstate, I rep the Liberty State

And celebrate, that you alive now

To the new generation, life is weird

The end of all hope, is the beginning

Of something better, tsunami plus volcano; double header!

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