The Immaculate Conception Lyrics      Famke Janssen (Lord of Illusions):   "Flesh is a trap. That's what he used to say.   Flesh is a trap. And magic sets us free."      [Ikon the Verbal Hologram]   The War of Gods and Men   I condemn them who believe   In ancient fallacies and the heresy of thieves   Burn the unholy in your filthy religion   Paganism and the prism of three-dimensional prison   I walk through the liquid of the Seven Rivers   And deliver rhyme schemes that cut like verbal scissors   Or arrows   The sacred science of the pharaohs   Millennium prophesies of tarots   Murder cattle   Discovered near the crop circles of the land   While we fight wars for political whores like Mary Magdalan   The Hologram plans his incision   Apparition of Tibetan black magicians   My compositions will turn men into slaves   Holographic aspects of particles and waves   Propel the spacecraft in the Pleiades   Dwell in the abyssal plains like the Horse of Hades   The Wheel of Infinity, the Chamber of the Trinity   Levitators of the fifth level magician of divinity   Like a pentadrone, I sent your dome into the forest   Of Ibilis   Like the wilderness of Tan   The Verbal Hologram! The Verbal Hologram!      "My perception of poetical injection is ejaculation   The Immaculate Conception" -> Pharoahe Monch (repeat 4X)      [Ikon]   The decaton   The higher arc modron   Encompass my soul in a beam like proton   I am Voltron   With helmeted head and lotus flower, incantations   Wind walking teleportations   I dwell in a body that can't be slain   The verbal flame   The atomic spark of pain   So I drain, the energy from your Chakra system   Watch me glisten   Like the sun   The Chosen One   The cyborg relation   My shit is crazy like Free Masons   Meeting camp crystal lake with Jason   Complex wind   City of screaming metal in the Vatican   I shatter him   Who walks on the plains of Hell   To sacrifice El, Young El, Young El   A dark fall for all   Who battle the mystic meditation   Face decapitation and material contamination   By the spiritual deviation   Translation of ancient civilization   Nonaton, overseer of law and order   The verbal slaughter   Hologram walks on water   Immune to illusion and scientifical blows   Armed with black magic, spears, and crossbows   Feeble attempts to apprehend the Hologram   Overstand, I kill man like Wodan   So no man step into the darkness of the set   Study with Chinese masters like Jesus in Tibet   Staff of Moses, urn of ashes   Morphing my soul into solids, liquids, and gases!      "My perception of poetical injection is ejaculation   The Immaculate Conception" -> Pharoahe Monch (repeat 4X)