do it fam.
we are the prophets.
we are the salt of the earth.
we are the summoners of Truth/Order/Light from the Primordial Being of Existence.
Bless all of creation, and we shall create it anew.
Cras es Noster, Deus Vult!
From a lofty height we wage war
On the poltergeist with the exalted Christ
Spark the dark with the pulse of light
Strike a corpse with a pulse of life
I spit on the Tidal, it's tidal waves
I spit on the Apple and kill a worm
A fire in Cali will swallow a valley
For every American village burned
Kek Elect would've never made it
O' son of man, O' son of man
But we were the angel in Revelations
With a foot on water and a foot on land.
We were the angel that rode a Harley
From the project to the house of Parliament
And opened the book in the Devil's chamber
And put the true name of the Lord in it.
Old Jerusalem, New Jerusalem
Comes like this beast with a ball of fire
They poisoned the scriptures
And gave us the pictures of false messiahs, it was all a lie
Mystery babylon, tumbling down
Satan's establishment crumbling down
This is the year that I come for the crown
Bury my enemies under the ground