[brokenhal0]

The hell you burn in is the bible that's your burden
the false idols that you worship will deprive you of a purpose

Sinacogs holy service is as vile as the serpents
the bile that you curse with supply's food for the worthless

satan whose your rival will strip you of your title
leave you in pieces for my pile preaching to belial

saw u staggering with a bag of chips 50 cent party mix
dirty coat gaudy mitts torn jeans yellow tint foul odor hallway piss

rosary's hang from ya neck like christmas ornaments
sitting on the corner all for god all for this preach the lord lord of flips

preaching to demons for reasons unknown
but you know all of it screaming your broke
sinacogs like jesus everybody's favorite ghost

im here freeing your soul follow my teachings they will lead you below
i gave you my halo for reasons opposed to make things fatal

face the dracos burn this witch at the stake baked potatoes
cog in the wheel i pocket the steel and pop em for real

clog in the peel never got charged clog the appeal
had the mask its covid so my sins are toxic for real

you only keep the sinners fooled
get your psalms ripped in two please im great

call it stigmata how my verses appear on your face
call it medusa oblongata how halos stoning your brain

sinacog your now a saint cognizant but not awake
competent but not omniscience god you got away

before genesis i was the word that spoke
before angels and demons wrote
before halo and the phoenix cube
beyond shapes and fleeing time

I sinacogged your creations while you're seeing blind
redefine your verses meanings while you're reading mine