[Verse 1: El Eloh]
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I am he who walks beyond the cycle of Tan
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A guinea systematic survey
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On the heavens long before the spells of Kimet
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I had advanced cosmos journey apologist
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Substantiate statements
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I commands the aspects of creation
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Astronomers cant even interpret my ancient civilisation
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Of Andromeda
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The Dragon of Dracos come touch the inner sun
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I went forth, a life force out of the core of Epsu
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Bring forth the possibilities of solar energy into infinity
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Like a Nimbo; endless, trapped it, Kingu;
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A myth too ignorant Like the Sumerians
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Explorer of the solar system like Galileo
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Bring the mist of Mahabharata
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Celestial God symbolic to the disagreeable complex mathematics
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Of the Hebrew bible
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Receive and transmit the letters of the Rasqiniaans
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Who have seen the 3rd suns
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I am like Milton Milankovich
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Who outline the theory of ground philosophies
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Messiah of all biblical tablets
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Watch how the process of creation
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links with the measurements of Tan
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Scientifical like a geologist
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I bring the geological changes to the world
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Like the prophecies of the Book of Revelations
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[Verse 2]
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The compartment allies
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Now my device shatters the fusel anomas
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And for my dialectical, destroyed innocuous sinconquent
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Travel beyond 5 dimensions
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A cipher cytoplasm or phantasm
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An Orc¡¯s sight;
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Antithetical to atoms
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I leave you vacuous like an Organtoron, pulses
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Facilitate my brain waves, determining what planet I¡¯m on
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CyberTron transmit my Mhakabaraso over the sea of influence
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Never neglect My lobular units
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Stereo-material movements
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Painfully Cranials statisticals giving your Cerebral Cortex
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Damaging Demigods
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Crushing egos, into which a wench began by
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Extracting a Trans-cordial
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Connections of Macros-manic animals
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Caves of sleek stature, once sabbatical
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Once bring drama
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I¡¯m bright on harrowing lava
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Within the Plexus from my anatomical
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It gets darker
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A sense of urgency
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Enters the atmosphere with my excursion
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In this Microcosm, a third version!
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Specifically a generation
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Of Mutated
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Warriors from the Nether;
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That¡¯s ¡®Neva Antiquated¡¯
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My flux is like somatic stimulation
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As macro-electrolytes converge
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Eternal recurrence
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My mentals merge; its cyclical
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But it revamps its own thesis, Reaching
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The premium blend in the communion
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[Verse 3: Rasul]
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Follow me beyond the cloud
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In the stratosphere, to the House of El Huul
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It should lead you to a place opposite my heavenly throne
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In the temple of ancient Kimet
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Who discovered the wonders and the 24 elders
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These beings, the Rasqiniaans
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Come to enlighten you
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With supreme Mathematics
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Dramatically stood
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12 disagreeable
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12 agreeable
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7 feet tall in diameter
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These elders sit
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On the flight in the craft Niburu
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Passing through the universe density levels
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Heading straight for the wrath of Andromeda
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Elliptical physical galaxy
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Containing beings in the line of Dracos
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Stomping on negative snakes like Broncos
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Create magnetic field around my aura
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Incapacitating ships
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Negative energy creates the spiritual slaughter
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Where you dwell in the physical world is horror!
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My mind returns to El Yeum
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To inform the elders of the incident
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In case of the need for assistance
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To return to my epic form
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From my physical;
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And see my soul arise into a sham
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Hitting the arcs of Cumulus clouds of Annun
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I left my image of a crop circle in the form of a galactical star map
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Perhaps to another plane of consciousness
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[Verse 4: Ikon The Verbal Hologram]
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Through a series of psychological tests
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I have been declared a demon
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Traveling through dimensions fatal weapons leave you bleeding
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Dissecting gray matter, doesn't matter in my cathedral
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But how could you stand my timberlands in your cerebral
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Faces of space probes be scattered through my mental
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Acoustics in my chamber just endanger instrumental
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Fundamental rhythms are symbols of paternal power
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Get devoured, by my infinite skills to disappear
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Getting lost in the holocaust that rage between my ears
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Complex like gravity
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Tragically and mathematically
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I defeat ya squadron black magically
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Analyze the tangle
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