makes my brain hurt) We've got recipes for a daughter And cinnamon for a queen And a president made of flowers With a priest who cannot read And
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no reward when her false idols fall And cruel death surrenders with its pale ghost retreating Between the King and the Queen of Swords
of the flesh Equinox eternal glory El descends in death Satan's empire A new born flaming star Children screaming out in pain Destroy the priests Destroy
And the prophecy come to pass And the angels of death and darkness Fall to the earth upon which they're cast Man will fornicate and worship idols The queen
of his wounds is hard as coal The Jailer leads him out upon the blinding bright stair He feels uneven turf beneath his feet The priest intones, the sword falls
Love and power) It goes deeper than what you see on TV Killah Priest, come on Burnin' desire, ebony eyes Painted toe nails, legacys die Drivin' by the well, Egyptian queens
what? Now I'ma let all you motherfuckers know See them knows that this is something you can't fuck Whether you from Brooklyn, whether you from Manhattan Always You from Queens
Hit the altar and knocked it over Shattered in a silver shower The priests of hell have lost their power Up the stairs a golden door The queen awaits
where? I'm falling off the edge of the world I'm calling out... there must be something more? " Babe, I'll catch your fall. I hear the queen has
the captives free raze the Adytum and the Sanctuary strip them of their robes spit upon their feast and hand the Temple Priests And the Angels fall
the sacrifice yeah Lucifera Vampirella She bares the mark of the devil Queen of the witches Her kingdom is your hell Black masses in the convent Priests
, the fall of reason But only when I smelt the blood Did I fear her colder hand I am darkness, I am sin The Queen of lust invited in Reborn at last to
reaper laughs aloud Blood drips from his scythe as he cuts the victims down Witches call for Satan, priests raise their hands Strong believes must fall
and power) It goes deeper than what you see on TV Killah Priest, come on} Burnin' desire, ebony eyes, painted toe nails, legacys die Winnin' by the well, Egyptian Queens
the rain There was silk in the stores for the whims of the whores That shone with shame. I asked for a light from a priest in the night Then I fanned
Thanksgiving" for all European Christians .. Now listen, when you celebrate "Thanksgiving" What you are actually celebratin is the proclamation of the Pope of Rome Who later, in league with Queen