Conspirituality - Book of Secrets [tekst, tłumaczenie i interpretacja piosenki]

[Hook: Gemineye]
It all started with semyaza and the workers of the arts
The infantry of iniquity, initiates of the dark
Fallen counsels, infiltrating hearts
Perverted programers, the serpents of the mark
It all started with semyaza and the workers of the arts
The infantry of iniquity, initiates of the dark
Fallen counsels, infiltrating hearts
Perverted programers, the serpents of the mark

[Verse 1: Gemineye]
Bound by mutual imprecations with the reservation of everlasting chains
Far from ground and torn in different directions and as it rains
Oaths were sworn the rain fell to earth
A painful birth and the men of growth were born
The clothes that were worn to disguise a halo
Are similar to the parables of the flood waters never returning as the result of a rainbow
The daughters of Cain know how to be enticed
Well the sons of god would teach and reach to the ones who never asked for their advice
The price destruction through the means of a deluge
The tempted flesh and epic of gilgamesh were just previews
Of this to come charms and enchantments
Weapons and enhancements claiming the kingdom
Some taught the art of working metals
The cutting of roots got acquainted with all plants including their petals
While beautifying ones eyelids
Wanted for changing the feature of many creatures and creating hybrids
So why did they get cast into a pit that was bottomless
For not abandoning their plan and task at hand is what brought them to this
Judgement so well you question me
Remember your giving your lives over to one of the fallen known as destiny

[Hook]
It all started with semyaza and the workers of the arts
The infantry of iniquity, initiates of the dark
Fallen counsels, infiltrating hearts
Perverted programers, the serpents of the mark
It all started with semyaza and the workers of the arts
The infantry of iniquity, initiates of the dark
Fallen counsels, infiltrating hearts
Perverted programers, the serpents of the mark

[Verse 2: Zaddik Melchezidek]
Yo these serpents persist in the practice of fallen synthesis
But our true blue prints emanate from higher instruments
Like the custodian prototype, divisions and modes of life
We've all been veiled male and female the cobra strikes
We wear our material merchant stripes
Like a sergeant thats urgent to murder life
The curtains tight, but there's a light of a certain type
That can emerge into death and rebirth into waters of life
Lord pull your servant out the furnace whose purged in your sight
Like john the virgin or mariyam of the triad christ
Prince of peace as the center piece
Anointed by 5 trees, that never withers to a river of leaves
Souls asleep in these holes so deep
Beware the clothes reap before you sow beliefs
Cause if you fold your sheets in a soldiers sheath
Than the sword you'll meet in the torture seat
Because you'll forge deceit with your corporeal feet
And be incorporated by the corrupt demon elite
Weeping and gnashing of teeth attached to travesties
In your trivial pursuit for powers and majesties
Dark principalities the dragons hierarchy
Giants and re-known tyrants of anarchy
The chaos of aeons

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