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Incantations of The Blind Prophet
By Lucas Rohr

Prophetic! Ecstasy
Dogma! Brutality
The threads of reality
Tangled, and rotten
Eternal damnation

be saved
God knows I am the true prophet
The prophet of ye father and
The eradication of the lamb i shall stand
For thou of the bastard god
Christ,

Antichrist is my sigh
You choose to come by my side
You have to make unholy days
What prophets said, destroy yourselves

Burn you both
Out from the gulf
Spread

All Scripture is breathed out by God and profitable for teaching
For reproof, for correction, and for training in righteousness
That the man of God

Populace defined by inaction and apathy.
So many slaughtered and with what to show?
Too late for thoughts and prayers, they're already gone.
Tragedy

protector hit up Hector
That's the plug he got it
I saw the future, I'm a prophet
You talk a lot but not about it
Used to have the juice then you lost it
My

to the pride
And are not crawling down by his feet

You are the word
The truth, the prophets heard!
You are the light
The morning star at night!
You are the end

you
That's hell of a deal
You know it's true

If you can hear me whisper
Please answer screaming
Trapped in the mesh woven by the freedom-seekers

it to the world like a drunken prophet
Spit it from your mouth like a foreign object
Why do you reject this
Spit it from your mouth like a foreign

prophet I'm the new Amde 
I Hamlet these Hamlets over Hamilton ballots by Anthony
While talking intellectually with Anthony
Eating Lo-Rosa nacho cheese
I

(Mel Tha Prophet, Deadly Three, Deadly Three) 
(Mel Tha Prophet, Yeah, Deadly Three Shit)

So I, so I had to volunteer (Good will)
Not to be

have a spoon
Patiently waited It’s my time
I done paid my dues
Was gone get it by any means
I had to nothing lose
Ima prophet when I speak
I speak it it

Walkin' by myself told non-stoppers to stop it
Searchin' for future wifey
I promise when I meet her, everything, I will drop it

For the one who is special

I feel like a icon living
I got like a icon feeling
Look at my potential imma prophet with a pencil I be blowing through the icon ceiling
Jaden Smith

can taste it
Oh now, you play the hypocrite i'll tell you whats right
You might thank me by the end of the fight
You play the hypocrite i'll tell you

howling at the man in the moon
Ahoo, pandering to the prophets of doom
Merchants of mystery peddling their muck, making a buck
They prey on our longing,

I wish you Merry Christmas
I'm not playing by the rules 
They got me adiós
Why you gotta be so cold 
Please close the doors
Let me take you to a place

From the main brain to stock this
Only way for us to continue is keep rockin'
Now who the prophets playin' monopoly to see
That the cheddar ain't

after my body has decomposed inside a garden
Spirit and some carbon
When I'm by your side it makes me feel less of a martian
Pardon all my jargon, I hope

Visionless perceptions
Signal loss in all your senses
Subliminal misconceptions spreading like an infection
Sever the head of your fucking prophet

Where are the daughters who dance
Where are the priests and the prophets
Who press on hand in hand
They seem so hard to find
They seem so hard to see
So,

TopOff ima prophet so my soul I cannot sacrifice
They wanna crucify me in my town like I was Jesus Christ
LSD it changed my life feel like my mother

to wonder
Should we be put under
Praising the system
Raising the heirs of victims
Whoring for profit
Worshipping the false prophet
Droning not living
Missing

lemme not spit shit like that
Ain't no room for any low chakra energy shit on Prophet's track

It's Prophet, coming to you live with the vibes
Never