Personal Testament 1
 

My veins run with the blood of angels and men
I’m the physical dichotomy of a righteous Nephilim
My wings have been shorn but I will ascend again
I perfect myself everyday while you mire in sin.

My mind grasps the cosmos while my hand grasps a pen
Seeking to banish ignorance so I may name you friend
But you’re willfully uninformed and intellectually heathen
Stupefied by eternal circles comprised of egg and chicken.

I tire of speaking to mortals untrained in reason
So thru the dream state I travel to hell and heaven
I’d like to speak to the Father but I can’t seem to reach him
So I learn from the archangel and dispute with the dragon.

It takes a superior mind to challenge the wyvern
And discern the evident truth every lie holds within
I’m tryin’ to speak slowly so that you can comprehend
Why I chose these glyphs as the ones to put in.

You don’t even know what makes an angel a demon
One gave love to God while the other loved women
What does that make me if I love the both of them
But the ascendant master of each and every human.

Now let me just sum up today’s primary lesson
I speak like a divinity while you speak like a pagan
My brain is morbidly obese although my body is thin
My tongue strikes the globe - now watch the world spin
I was born Nathan Wood but SMZ’s a synonym
And as long as I draw breath… I… will… win.

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