The Immaculate Conception Lyrics - Jedi Mind Tricks

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] 

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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! 

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[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]