look in the mirror see what appears its clear im the ferror i shed a tear the end is near im not from here i was born in a single digit year 10k years take it from a peer dear my jet leer sirens going off terror fear lie an smoke look in the mirror

blood on my hands youre ******* sick its evident the past is pretence force more powerful then the presidents im **** near napolean an the earth my ship theres a twist in my hips when i unload this **** on everyone bare witness an return my lifeline to sanctions

im alive the dawning of a new beginning  you shall never walk over me with illuminatic presentations we will make you jews extinct an no bomb shall ever hold me prisoner in my babylon the world is in debt

you made me i give you birth you are saved its ok bless us we will not fail again a master plan across the holy lands extinguisher on my wrist bish best be disciplined or its detention

boss
hilter cree is alive an im coming for your head