I'm getting superstitious, I get premonitions
Filled with vicious visions of apparitions that I cannot control
Now I'm on a mission, I make fusion fission, you can't miss it
I'm surreptitious with what I can let you know

Reality or fantasy's bleeding, and I can't tell now
Until the space time tapestry's healing, consider me spellbound

Cherubim, seraphim, all got something to say
Ophanim can listen in and spin some glyphs my way,
turn your gaze to my deliberations with the fray,
then send me away, expect me to be thinking straight

It's getting difficult to keep my head on right,
I'm pensive and tense, been up in bed all night,
I can't fight when you set another thread alight,
Intend to write lines I can't send, so like

If I could make up any fables with
Metaphysical labels to be able to explain
Would they mistake me for unstable
They'd haul me away, strap me down to a table
Interrogate me and shame me when answers ain't available

What do I do with clues I can't be moved to prove
I suppose that i'm of use to you
But I'm enclosed, subdued, world-views the worst to burst through
consume to swerve from the truth, we're doomed.

I'm getting superstitious, I get premonitions
Filled with vicious visions of apparitions that I cannot control
Now I'm on a mission, I make fusion fission, you can't miss it
I'm surreptitious with what I can let you know

Reality or fantasy's bleeding, and I can't tell now
Until the space time tapestry's healing, consider me spellbound

Think of me like a pest, want me out of your hair
I'm linking together messages that found me from elsewhere
I ain't a beacon of reason, but believe me you should care
Other angles are mangled, and tangle in our plane's affairs

I aint saying that I'm in communication with the pleiades,
Praying to angels, wailing "save us, please"
And they relate to me. This is all a play to me
Mundane's apathy is just such a pain to see

There's hierarchs in higher parts that need some talking to
Putting sedative additives in affordable food
cut your shit before your grand plan snaps in two
there's 7 billion of us and like 7 of you

There's shit brewing the likes and size of which you've never seen
loose grip on the script before it hits the screen
I run the show, I'm moving earth and all done with ease
Call me "planet fucking Jupiter", 'cause y'all are under siege.

I'm getting superstitious, I get premonitions
Filled with vicious visions of apparitions that I cannot control
Now I'm on a mission, I make fusion fission, you can't miss it
I'm surreptitious with what I can let you know

Reality or fantasy's bleeding, and I can't tell now
Until the space time tapestry's healing, consider me spellbound

Last chance to reel back the calamity,
Listen up, I'm an Anunaki ambassador to humanity
Bad habits and practices, I'd be sad to see,
your paradise become a casualty, that'd be a tragedy.

I'm getting signals from above
My symbols keep coming up
Seeing through the cover-ups
God damn it, I know too much

Been hiding in the brush
Spying on the rich bluff
Acting tough hacking up
all the stuff they touch

The only reason the leaders are trying to fry up the planet is
Elites can survive it, and you can't, god damn it
High time to learn to thrive like Paleolithic times
In the wild, where they can't find you,

Let me remind you fanatical placable animals
You are cashable capital
Maximal practice far too mechanical to grant a sabbatical

And radical hacks are all in a battle to rattle the catacombs
They're fallible, ethics impractical, but hazards are actual
Fuck

I'm getting superstitious, I get premonitions
Filled with vicious visions of apparitions that I cannot control
Now I'm on a mission, I make fusion fission, you can't miss it
I'm surreptitious with what I can let you know

Reality or fantasy's bleeding, and I can't tell now
Until the space time tapestry's healing, consider me spellbound