"Thou art the anointed cherub that covereth; and I have set thee so: thou wast upon the holy mountain of God; thou hast walked up and down in the midst of the stones of fire,"
Finesse the stress, We are at war.
Mars at its' hindsight, our number if 4.
Satanic like thoughts, Saturn rules together.
His name is El, the Cherub with the feathers.
Ignore all lusts, We continue to grind.
A Serpent like Cherub that continues to fly.
The Imdugud stop all of the pain.
Reminding the goyim to stay in their lane.
Preach with knowledge, We are of the light.
Venus is ruling, remember He's that bright.
Anointed from the top, you hear the roaring from the crowds.
Getting to those souls lost then found.
Bound by an Oath, We enrich the overall plan.
Kronos, the Owl of Moloch is really our man.
The fans stand up, they want all of it, and more.
Like sacrificing a heifer, instead of a boar.
More to come, the Cherub lies deep.
Hurdling the lambs, like lil bo peep.
In which, We defeat, We stand Our ground.
Smoking the best of the herbs, yeah, it's the loud.
Proud We can be, we anoint those chosen.
Back in Sirius where the water is frozen.
To where, We announce, the bird flies high.
The Altarian flow, the Eagle that abides.
Urmah like woes, the Lion sleeps well.
Funny, because at that time, Lucifer then fell.
Put under a spell, the Matriarch rules.
Our job is to preach the Word of God to a fool.