ragged black fabric flapping insanic in earth winds//
look in my eyes to find birth sins whilst i curse with jin//
possesive jin, risen from my summoners palms//
grab hold of ya chakra grasp hard of ya soul star//
line ya crew up, and im carrying my titled constellation//
witness the horrors of night, mechaniod test lab patients//
breathe breath of the ancient, leviatating bubble aviation//
liquadating satan with complex orchestra like constructing the matrix//
no end of my life like the backdoors//
take ya chance of my doors//
thoughts expand to the point of new area to explore//
extract energy from unknown source//
ride the carriage with black old horse//
airbourne flight walk on flames//
exchange the rain for pyrotechnic displays//
dont prepare for war, prepare for the wraith//
auto spit daredevil, forever seeing ya pattern in my puddle// (gotta watch daredevil to get dat punch)

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