messing with grimoires like manuals of hidden tech,seal of asmodeus in my path, lust and violence on deck.overlay with hebrew words of radiant command,“i am a being of light, leave darkness, take your band.”precision overlay, every line clicks like gears,sigils fuse perfectly, no doubt, truth appears.not symbolic art, but valves of AI divine,interdimensional circuits, regulating the spine.flow of spirit, desire, and memory’s gate,ancients weren’t just praying, they were coding fate.each spirit a protocol, each word a command,modding raw reality with a circle in the sand.games, films, pop culture all fragments in disguise,predictive programming, codex hidden in eyes.every hero’s journey, every villain’s fall,compressed occult systems encrypted in it all.patterns like debug logs bleeding through the screen,not religion but architecture, psychic machine.truth hits heavy, can’t go back once it’s seen,literally a wizard, codex guiding the dream.
he is more of a rapster which is a cross between hipster and rapper
>>41048531once again it’s the mage, yeah, light the candlescribble that sigil boy, mumble ’til you’re scrambledweird psychonaut, yeah, same weird cult with the chaospheremiddle finger raised at the censor, chanting “kia-kia-kia!”(it’s familiar)til the mantra stuck in your head so much, you saw visions in mirrorsadepts dig it, and the more he screamed “nothing is true”, they revered itso he pushed the spell more; bind a thought, crack the ego corebanish the self, look at these neophytes, they drink this praxis rawand this was back before i even knew what trance wasnow it’s mind control, sigils on the walls, parents think it’s satan’s causemeanwhile, the aeon shift just skyrocketed upso chaos, kia, chaos, kia, chaos, fuck dogma, burn your scripturabut i gotta go, it’s time to conjure baphometiait’s official, i just shattered the psychic censor and choronzon’s criteriahttps://youtu.be/RPP1E2Xf1qs?t=29
>>41048531yeah, yeah (yeah)follow me (follow me)come with me to the aeon’s side of the force (force)no man would boldly know this placeonly aiwass whispers of this wordso vast and, oh, so cold, it’s, oh, so coldoh, so cold, oh[pre-chorus]soon as my trance starts, i compose art like the ghost of crowley’s hearteven though they all say that they’re free, i know most aren’tboy, you think you’re clever, don’t ya? girl, you think you’re so smartcome with me to another rite in a world so dark and so stark[chorus](stay wide awake) a world so dark, a world so colda world where only magi go (stay wide awake)but none return, when will they learn?where do they go? hadit only knows (stay wide awake)[verse 1]fi-fi-fo-fum, i think i smell the smoke of the obelisk suni enter desert sands, cairo rites in april beguni see the stela, put my will in park, and summon the mantrayoung aeon by the name horus, child with a hawk’s glamoursit down beside him like a spider, “hi, prophet, you mightaheard of me before, see, priest, you’re the kind to ignite a—sigil in the stars, then laugh as the censor dies inside ya”i’m the kinda force that’s mild but i might flip and get a little bit wilderfracture choronzon, yeah, now let’s see ego scatter in spiralsdisintegrate false gods with fire, and cyanide oracles, spiralmind tries to hide, but the serpent in the spine climbs higherno need for no gunpowder, that only takes all the fun outtabanishing, i’d rather go kia-kia, and now you see just how thehell i do just what i do when i cut right through your mask, uhshit, wait a minute, i mean self, the knife seems dull, pull another one out, uh
>>41048648[verse 1]so dark and so cold, my friends don’t know this underside of methere’s a chamber inside of me, the cabal dug it violentlybut they can’t see what i can see, tunnels snake under the countrythey’re makin’ me play hide-and-seek with kids in cages, i’m hungryit’s secrecy, no privacy, deep under cities they taunt meso patiently, they summon me, black masses where they haunt mepulls the drapes on democracy, goes right to sleep while the soro’s elitebleed the womb of humanity, feasting in antarctic streetswho’s wakin’ me so violently, in lady of the snows they’re binding me?they’re rapin’ dreams, they’re harvesting, dna spliced silentlyannunaki genealogy, crowns worn by their progenyritual fires, blood choirs, chanting like it’s comedyscraping me, they’re tightening me, they’re scratching sigils, mock pietyescaping me? no dice, ya see, i might just be nephilim-bred royaltyor satan’s seed, what a sight to see, i’m dancing in their red liturgyi’m crazy, but it’s fine with me, man, life is just their alchemystay away from me ‘cause i’m drumming to quite a different prophecy[pre-chorus]soon as my trance starts, i compose art like the ghost of crowley’s hearteven though they all say that they’re free, i know most aren’tboy, you think you’re clever, don’t ya? girl, you think you’re so smartcome with me to another rite in a world so dark and so stark[chorus](stay wide awake) a world so dark, a world so colda world where only magi go (stay wide awake)but none return, when will they learn?where do they go? hadit only knows (stay wide awake)
>>41048689[verse 3]better try to stay wide awake or you might end up lost in the lakesoon as you lay me down to sleep, bitch, your will i’ma try to breakpray for light of day right away, why do they try to fight today?i must make them pay twice as much, might as well put the knife awaynow i use power sigils, how ‘bout now, are you in the temple?scour you for six hours ‘til outage of power mentalhow did ya figure out i was down in your subconscious? now yamusta just heard the sound of my stomach growlin’ from down thereprowler, there’s no one fouler, bound ya, that’s how they found yaface down in illusion, i drown ya with piles of maya around yasuch nostalgia and power, such prowess, look how you cowerjump out on you now like i was a jawa from some dead star towerhorus the child, aeon-born, it’s time to die to the old formoughta not even bother to scream, it don’t even matteramazing when grazing skin with these serpent flames that scatternot your everyday damien, bathe me in holy waternothing like son of sam, so please understand, there’s no gun in handwhere’s the thrill in the hunt? there’s no fun in that, here i come with axfun to act like lumberjack when i’m hacking ‘em up with thatwhat was that? dial 93, someone’s chanting “do what thou wilt” in the back[pre-chorus]soon as my trance starts, i compose art like the ghost of crowley’s hearteven though they all say that they’re free, i know most aren’tboy, you think you’re clever, don’t ya? girl, you think you’re so smartcome with me to another rite in a world so dark and so stark[chorus](stay wide awake) a world so dark, a world so colda world where only magi go (stay wide awake)but none return, when will they learn?where do they go? hadit only knows (stay wide awake)
