To return to my epic form From my physical; And see my soul arise into a sham Hitting the arcs of Cumulus clouds of Annun I left my image of a crop circle
that pharaoh knows will leave you comatose Like Nesa, the pyramid rhyme pleaser I verbalize with the wild type demeanor And speak wit Archaic souls
[Chapter 1:] The warrior's fight with the unearthly forces of the caves of death. The fight lasts for months and is challenging for both the warrior'
souls for the legions of death A dark heaven built their way As the crow from hell Thousands of pure evil ghosts Take the innocent souls A dark image
WILL FOREVER BE THE ILLEST LYRICALLY!!! I procured a small piece of the treasure Collections from a former era datin' back to forever The warrior became
[Verse 1] I do work and I'm workin' it with the will of a warrior I'll take on 54 of ya, nah, I'll even take more of ya Competition is great, and keeps
their graves The white sheets are like white flags, you need to wave it To the soldier, of the Lord, the warrior King David I come to kill and crucify