The Immaculate Conception

Famke Janssen (Lord of Illusions):
 Flesh is a trap. That's what he used to say.
 Flesh is a trap. And magic sets us free.
 [Verse 1: Ikon the Verbal Hologram]
 The War of Gods and Men, I condemn them who believe
 In ancient fallacies and the heresy of thieves
 Burn the unholy in your filthy religion
 Paganism and the prism of three-dimensional prison
 I walk through the liquid of the Seven Rivers
 And deliver rhyme schemes that cut like verbal scissors
 Or arrows, the sacred science of the pharaohs
 Millennium prophesies of tarots, murdered cattle
 Discovered near the crop circles of the land
 While we fight wars for political whores like Mary Magdalan
 The Hologram plants his incision
 Apparition of Tibetan black magicians
 My compositions will turn men into slaves
 Holographic aspects of particles and waves
 Propel the spacecraft in the Pleiades
 Dwell in the abyssal plains like the Horse of Hades
 The Wheel of Infinity, the Chamber of the Trinity
 Levitators of the fifth level magician of divinity
 Like a pentadrone, I sent your dome into the forest of Ibilis
 Like the wilderness of Tan
 The Verbal Hologram! The Verbal Hologram!
 [Hook]
 My perception of poetical injection is ejaculation
 The Immaculate Conception
 (Repeat 4X)
 [Verse 2: Ikon the Verbal Hologram]
 The decaton, the higher arc modron
 Encompass my soul in a beam like proton
 I am Voltron with helmeted head and lotus flower
 Incantations, wind walking teleportations
 I dwell in a body that can't be slain
 The verbal flame, the atomic spark of pain
 So I drain the energy from your Chakra system
 Watch me glisten like the sun
 The Chosen One, the cyborg relation
 My shit is crazy like Free Masons
 Meeting camp crystal lake with Jason
 Complex wind, city of screaming metal in the Vatican
 I shatter him who walks on the plains of Hell
 To sacrifice El, Young El, Young El
 A dark fall for all who battle the mystic meditation
 Face decapitation and material contamination
 By the spiritual deviation
 Translation of ancient civilization
 Nonaton, overseer of law and order
 The verbal slaughter, Hologram walks on water
 Immune to illusion and scientifical blows
 Armed with black magic, spears, and crossbows
 Feeble attempts to apprehend the Hologram
 Overstand, I kill man like Wodan
 So no man step into the darkness of the set
 Study with Chinese masters like Jesus in Tibet
 Staff of Moses, urn of ashes
 Morphing my soul into solids, liquids, and gases!
 [Hook]