Its the new World order, profound men slaughter
take away his freedom, give up his right
see his darker shades collision at night, look upon freemason
many signs, many lodges, few flesh bloody wine
move in secret not ever secret, while he smoking ciggeratee, probably high
red eying evil, its more than a movement, they Satan people
go back to the older days, they act in certain and stranger ways
witness it with a handshake, Hollywood frenzy, Hip Hop trendy in bigger shape
Apple Tree Tavern she gathered in London, rooted in Egypt somewhere in Babylon
while he gloating where he is from«««she spreading Here I Come the World in my palm..
"Oh Philalethes, preach lover of truth, can you defendant flourish this youth
I came a long way soon will bring down hurricane in o-zone,
small pieces of info unlocked the Rosetta stone."
32nd degree ritual, they racing, he will surly become equal
it never-end sequal, blessed with enlightment given power, fame and wealth
he struggles off poor living, bad credit seeking good health
Shall report to prince of Jureuslem, faithfully be, not religious
free his soul, make Jehovah witness, run global business
High office lawyers, salute right, case closed
lowly ranked at peace, what demands on top is demon
what is change of heart to four changed seasons
besides unknown it illuminate for the small world civilise new order
money hungry, greed, he work force on four quarters
Where is that leading, where is he taken? and there only few, freesmaon
