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Intro:
Yeah
The once lost disciples now found
Bound together forever
Verse one:
As i embellish mentally i nourish
Resuscitate a mindstate that has perished you shall inherit
His blood i require back to earth
We rise out of spiritual darkness six thousand year curse
The lost disciples bound to the midst of the
Bottomless pit trapped behind the gates of the wicked wilderness
I hear the sound of the trumpets, blowing across the heavens
It's calm -- prepare, for the storm, of the seven
Shabazz, the disciple, the holy, exalter
Condemning those, who sacrificin, babies on the altar
I hear the cries of innocent black babies who are aborted
And unmercifully slaughtered
Loud screams echo, skulls of angry slaves