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letra de articulate - illegitimate minds

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[speech]

[first verse: muhandas]
define viral from thoughts of disciples
lift the fifth rifle , the fists of the rightful
bliss of the mist of the sixth dark cipher
on rhythms of the barks of the one eyed idols
then the seventh spit by pagans of the heavens
dialect the wars of the devil in his presence
embrace the essence of the marxist and his lessons
look past histories without no reference
intelligence of the lost architects
that design anti masonic optical sects
enter the vatican’s nest p-ss the test
with time pain chronics from my blasphemy sense
envision , images of the prisons
resurrect elohim when i roam the divisions
the incision , of the black blood magician
manipulate the orders of the past prepositions
i , engineered the fall of seraphims
rise of the communist blind the eye of solomon
nephilim , lies in the filaments of time
where the mind finds lies like the optimized reverant
then the sinned jin , roaming through victims
civilizations of abraham lincoln
r-ct-m of the elected ill symptom
found in the maps of my insane phantom
visit the tombs with sick black rose
p-ss on nabekenezar under the shadow of his crows

[second verse: mobin]
to fall to land
i articulate eloquently in arabic as elohim hang from my hand
breathe no seed in the sand
we don’t see metaphysics in the mind of a man
inside the divine hive of the blinded
i plant eyes in the womb of a lamb
i’m in the tomb of the d-mned
with images of blackness collide and expand
if i pull a disciple’s eye
full of blasphemy
i full fill the banishing of “blood libel”
with rightful, aramic parables of the bible
i shall delightfully lullaby by soul
i throw paganism, i throw idols
i throw seeds from my “olive tree rifle”
the revival, as a nephilite rise from the light of the “christos” arrival
i am the rival of zion
no pilgrimage images of pillage
with illegitimate morality of blacksmith’s with iron
in the hand, the mind where i sp-wn
i’ve drawn portraits of siamese thoughts
that bleed at “once” from a cacti mono-mind thorn
double eyed form, rather be blind than having to be a single eyed born

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