I Wanted to drop somthin Ill... Took me a lil over an hour to write this...
It Was My 17th birthday (feb-10th)... Some shyt needed to be spoken..
And it was time to show... My real Level
Ayo...
Surrounded by the fire, Brimstone and the sulfuric vapors
Hell's fury unleashed in deadly beauty of the demonic savior
I was a blessed individual, bore witness the Unholy rituals
..of tortured souls in eternal burning intervals
Upon the face of adversity I saw the facade of a prince
By no means was he the god that he thinks, regardless of sins
When He shuned the warmth of humanity, He locked His heart in tragedy... and from the dawn of man He's been guarded up since
I witnessed the expressions of apparitions twisted and contorted in pain
With Satan in complete content laughing, feeling fully absorbed in His fame
Spirits fleeing in fear not knowing they were horded for game
The tallest man-made monument could easily be dwarfed in His rage
The screams of people’s suffering pierces my auditory canals
The stench resonating greatly strips my nasals from the rotten quaries of man
And there lost in the stories He’s planned is Satan’s substantial throne of ashes
And on His being are opened boils, scars, and some swollen gashes
But in all of His evil splender, He hails to His foes,
And at that moment you see the true Lucifer which He fails to disclose
He’s on the brink of noticing my presence in cloaked form
I am gripped with unbridled fear as my body denotes form
I see the plateau of Stigia and the furnace of Hell’s levels
And I see the alchemist harvesting seeds of evil used in the work which "sells" devils
I see gluttonous peons painfully padding their unending stomaches
I see the ravenous murderers being savagely tortured by starving buzzards
I see the fornicators and molesters being raped by the very demons they worked for
And the semen emitted forcefully conceals legions of worse whores
I see souls who, while on earth, had nothing but the greed and the envy
Get nothing to show for wages made, they pray now for Jesus to send peace
Suicide victims are not victims at all,
They are now forced to go thru with it for eternity but always living thru all
I see sexual addicts getting fucked with every breathe that they take
Never resting from rape, they stress that they can’t take the sex that they craved
I see multitudes of landfills of bodies being cleaned by one dignitary
This is the burden of cleanliness that this person now tends to carry
I see people who were killed violently by dangerous devotion
Murked by impulses, bursting full of raw emotion
These are the people with low hemoglobin,
The blood is revolting but have all of their scars exposed in the open
Satan is much more than a king, He rules at the seams
But at the very moment, I awoke from my dream........
And They Tell Me I Ain't Real...
Caesar - On3...(Top Ten)
