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dickery
enters the lady of the airs
stirring my power
the blood moon testifies
it accuses me of black magic
trickery, dickery, dock
a demon ran up the clock
old voodoo is being slung
babel laced with power
this message won't be decoded
it's meant to do my bidding
dark of night...witches brew
giggles my minions are coming for you
riding the night tightly wound and ready to do battle
outlaws on the run
come under cover of darkness
the eye in the sky is watching
shapeshifting misfits
wholly beguiled warriors
I come with a message for you openly
enter at the North gate
safe passage awaits
don't trifle with subordinates
it is beneath your heritage
blue-blooded and hungry
show true power where necessary
a political battle is at hand
pawns on the stage
guard your Queen
the hierarchy is afraid
telepathic messages sent are garbled
use your porthole for more than a taste of humanity
feed your greed
intentions are known and honored
the construct is being destroyed
pacify the infants until new orders are given
television pacifier keeps um snuggly
here is a clue for those waking
I'm here did you see me when I approached?
fangs revealed I've tasted you for eons
the chronicles of man have kept record
area 51 has no power over what is invisible
I'm about to give you a light show you are ill-prepared for
watch the heavens closely while I dazzle and daze
while I train your own to turn on you
governments show me force
world powers step up to me
I'm in plain sight...
I've watched your feeble attempts at organization
kindergartners still pissing their pants
I came here to play
you make it too easy
on your way sleepy heads
now I lay me down to sleep
I pray the Rephaim don't come for me
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