Releasing Hypnotical Gases

歌手 Organized Konfusion Organized Konfusion

Releasing Hypnotical Gases 歌詞

As you look from whenceforth I come, riding the wind
Thus eliminating competition from birds-eye view
Im descending in helicopters, in a village raid
Flesh will burn when exposed to the poetical germ grenade
Im highly intoxicating your mind, when Im operating
On cell walls to membranes, cytoplasms to protoplasms
Disintegrate em, eliminate em, now no one has em in battle
I display a nuclear ray thatll destroy bone marrow in cattle
Thereby destroying the entire food supply
Thats crawling with AIDS, maggots, flies
Its ironic when a demonic government utilizes bionics
And a six million dollar man to capture me
Clever, however , you could never ever begin to apprehend
A hologram whos determined to fight solely
To defend in wars a land of the holy
I threw a rock and I ran
Cause I couldnt stand anymore
Within the depths of the sand
So dont ask me whos sane
Cause the hypnotical gases are eating my brain
Oxygen levels, check it, hydrogen levels, check it
Nitrogen levels, check it
Twenty-thousand leagues down below
Minus one-hundred and forty-three degrees
Seize the info, gather the archaeologists
The aftermath needs to follow this cause its deep
Equivalent to the esophagus, spreads to scientists
A.k.a. Optimus Prime, time, television is dead
On this issue and very much irrelevant to this intuition
Deleting any alias info and descriptive
Mortal calm, partition with infrared light, vision
Precision, beams, colors, reds, fuschias, lime-greens
Black, dont you know my formulas form **** lyrics
Uplift spirits and, yo, I hear its fatal
To walk the path of Konfusion, where its
Torture some cherish, while most human-like beings
Perish subjected to death
Their bodies dont agree with the hypnotical intellect
Poetical acid is burning up flesh
At the end of corridor, do you see me sitting there
Johnny more grotesque, literature
Somewhat equivalent to concentrated sodium hyperchloride
Insight, foresight, more sight
The clock on the wall reads a quarter past midnight
You feel nauseous
Forever you will avoid my royal presence as I step into darkness
Now is the time to stretch
Your brain to its maximum
I am one who is one with all things, thus the unorthodox I am
The paradox I am, the equinox extending my hand
Into dimensions to unlock new doorways
And so the light has revealed to me that there must be more ways
And so I play with rhythms for something more than a mere game
Enabling me to advance in wisdom
Words will exist like vampires
No need for sunlight, from concentrations camps I escape
With my sanity, in 2010 every man will be
Subject to global warming, formless oval
Millions of locusts swarming
Seek and you shall find the deliverer of a rhyme
The intelligent one, utilizing the mind, third vision
Surrounded by a three-sided figure containing the brain
The triggering mechanism from which I strike
Sight beyond sight, sound beyond sound
Which comes from below the magma, the granite, the ground
The surface will separate dispersing harmful ashes
Your optics will not be able to detect
The deadly hypnotical gases
Damn, its hard to breathe, but if I got one breath left
Ill suck wind from the valley of death, here I come from the slums of Earth to center, I reveal myself as a beast within an unbreakable shell
Walkin through the doorways of heaven or is this hell?
The time is now, right now
This is the hour, this is the new dawn
This is the new day
As I step into the Thunderdome with flows as the wind blows
Visualize the intros, releasing hypnotical gases
Chemicals mixed, fixed, takin it to the sixth
Round of poetical warfare, energetically I walk with the flare
Rampaging like a rock-like figure
Throughout the nights atmosphere, I swear
My wrist holds, mind-trigger darkness cant overshadow me
Cause of high rate of smashin you then trashin you
After Im bashin you with my hammer
Whenceforth passed to me by Odin
Occasionally my profile is low-key gamma
Rays brainwashed to transforms me
But I still withhold my hammer to lift me up
For God still is my upliftor
I use this knowledge just to crush the cluster of grifter
Night approaches so I proceed in flight
Back to the Hall of Justice as I continue to disintegrate em
Translating the codes in hypnotical language
Then a theta assault steppin up, frontin to be blunt
But Im a radical creator of a poetical hypothetical
Mathematical slay slur, punch that
Stun that amazes and dazes
And phases the stranger
With pages of the lost chapters, unfound factors
So I stretch like Reed Richards across the land
Continue with reading your equilibrium
With concepts that confuse ya, metabolisms fallin off
Data consider oblivion
Now as I walk through the valley of death
Ignorin the battle lashes and gashes and rashes
The atom smashes
Cause I released the last hypnotical gases

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