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"The devil lurks and my heart irks for the hell Look into the eyes..." [Jus Allah] My style orbits Around nine planets of forces Ominous metaphorics in vision of double corpses Lying order, mad scientist slash doctor Present the type of horror that boils your holy water Get warped with the knowledge that folds the holy father Hard boys become toys inside the real saga So why bother My whole flaw lines is harder So bring the drama We all know the signs is smarter I set off crowds, style wild like a circus I seek through souls when I walk past churches Allah praise you, stay true to a devine purpose Seeking out the wise wherever the dark searches Flows that I embark and leave your squadron shadow dodging Lyrics are softened like slugs that fill harkness No option, narrow odds Fucking with god is straight gambling with your tarot cards [Chorus] Songtexte[Ikon the Hologram] Open the gates of Midian For the fangs like the flesh Three cyborgs who Bang like Ladesh We hang the best Spit venom until your face burn Yet the critics are parasitic like a tape worm The hate burn, scathe the urn of a Buddhist Snake turn and fake yearns to kiss 'em cutest We take lives with knives steady abusing ya With the vicious intentions of denting your uvula Bruising ya with text of a Harvard class Ikon will smash into shards of glass To reform into a whirlwind of sand Then reborn into the word Hologram A solid man with plans to intwine matter Mind splatter from the grind of my divine hammer Aus Songtexte Mania