Conspirituality - Book of Secrets lyrics

[Hook: Gemineye] It all started with semyaza and the workers of the arts The infantry of iniquity, initiates of the dark Fallen counsels, infiltrating hearts Perverted programers, the serpents of the mark It all started with semyaza and the workers of the arts The infantry of iniquity, initiates of the dark Fallen counsels, infiltrating hearts Perverted programers, the serpents of the mark [Verse 1: Gemineye] Bound by mutual imprecations with the reservation of everlasting chains Far from ground and torn in different directions and as it rains Oaths were sworn the rain fell to earth A painful birth and the men of growth were born The clothes that were worn to disguise a halo Are similar to the parables of the flood waters never returning as the result of a rainbow The daughters of Cain know how to be enticed Well the sons of god would teach and reach to the ones who never asked for their advice The price destruction through the means of a deluge The tempted flesh and epic of gilgamesh were just previews Of this to come charms and enchantments Weapons and enhancements claiming the kingdom Some taught the art of working metals The cutting of roots got acquainted with all plants including their petals While beautifying ones eyelids Wanted for changing the feature of many creatures and creating hybrids So why did they get cast into a pit that was bottomless For not abandoning their plan and task at hand is what brought them to this Judgement so well you question me Remember your giving your lives over to one of the fallen known as destiny [Hook] It all started with semyaza and the workers of the arts The infantry of iniquity, initiates of the dark Fallen counsels, infiltrating hearts Perverted programers, the serpents of the mark It all started with semyaza and the workers of the arts The infantry of iniquity, initiates of the dark Fallen counsels, infiltrating hearts Perverted programers, the serpents of the mark [Verse 2: Zaddik Melchezidek] Yo these serpents persist in the practice of fallen synthesis But our true blue prints emanate from higher instruments Like the custodian prototype, divisions and modes of life We've all been veiled male and female the cobra strikes We wear our material merchant stripes Like a sergeant thats urgent to murder life The curtains tight, but there's a light of a certain type That can emerge into d**h and rebirth into waters of life Lord pull your servant out the furnace whose purged in your sight Like john the virgin or mariyam of the triad christ Prince of peace as the center piece Anointed by 5 trees, that never withers to a river of leaves Souls asleep in these holes so deep Beware the clothes reap before you sow beliefs Cause if you fold your sheets in a soldiers sheath Than the sword you'll meet in the torture seat Because you'll forge deceit with your corporeal feet And be incorporated by the corrupt demon elite Weeping and gnashing of teeth attached to travesties In your trivial pursuit for powers and majesties Dark principalities the dragons hierarchy Giants and re-known tyrants of anarchy The chaos of aeons [Hook]