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Simple souls overload as i explode data banks
Cuz the earth & space gave birth to this paleface

Supreme — linguistic — mental machine
My brain cells swell – the intellects extreme

Fire fills my veins as i proclaim my resistance
To the mind-swapping parasites that feed off my existence

As i — skin the burn to relearn the royal plan
Out beyond the edges in the depths of spirit land

Its authentic, apocalyptic destroyer
Damaging challengers — resurrection, disorder

A monument of crisis – i strikes this – your dead
Line my nest with your soul — cleansed in bloodshed

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BATTLE READY!
Poets gonna take control

BATTLE READY
Souls violate parole

BATTLE READY
Violently invade your home

— breaking the bones
OF THOSE WHO POSE

Commanding the mic — striking up a verb-fest
Mass destruction is my function – time to put it to the test

In combat — attacking since way back
In the days i drew praise for the way that i slayed facts

Formulating flows in revolutionary science
Its the catastrophic prophet from the anarchist alliance

Freaking techniques — this creature of speech
We feel the fury of devastation cuz we tasted defeat

I’m alone on my throne in this universe of fear
Royalty divides my soul — in this role i’m revered

As the pinnacle — lyrical master — queen of disaster
I ruin brain fluid — the UNKNOWN IS WHAT I’M AFTER

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Shaking up the world — just like the 2nd coming of christ
— when i write — thrice divine with this goddess sight

Words will flow — wounds will grow
Ewe know — bones will be exposed from the force that i unload

Its THE SOUL EATER!! — mic bleeder with the voice of chaos
I got the nectar of the gods flowing from my mental pod

Gather the flock — alarm your block
Tell them the shepherds have come & got the keys to unlock

A holy war — thru your veins it courses
More lyrical artillery than the armed forces

Supernatural — styles be volatile
Its the mind manipulator — the WAR CHILD

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[bridge]
COME!
SHADOW SOLDIERS!

We came to defy – living life as a lie
We embryonic satellites need our freedom to fly

TO WATCH YOU DIE! — agonizing cries are heard in stereo
I’m visualizing battlefield scenarios

In the line of fire — watching empires fall
Into attack position — ELIMINATE ALL!!!

MY SPECIES!!!

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MY SPECIES!
NO SURRENDER!

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