The Illuminati Cometh

I'm a hypocritical heretic I speak of blasphemy you don't like the way my words take effect on thee you give up on all your preaching think I'm beyond teaching and that makes me wiser The illuminated ones why can't they see I have already been saved, by me stop forcing me into your lies I might be a lunatic well crazy is on the rise with all my sweet verses I reverse curses drawn up for me, specifically I once rode on the back of the morning star we lit up the sky filled shadows with insight somewhat of a minister it's sinister to me my ultimate sacrifice so all shall worship freely higher powered Nazis if their heart starts to desire I've been elevating I know you can see way down below on your path far beneath worship and pray as I lay down for rest I've already been here I just haven't confessed I've seen it before me just have to recollect It cost so much blood to follow your dreams lower drops my focus until it is just biding for the right moment its coming, I sewed it like the great thread weaver that made me a believer although truth is distorted I can make it all clear all those higher powers controlling with fear