Like shadows they rise
Pulling the strings of society
Aways one step ahead
Like shadows they rise
Tall white, repitilians, or only a grey
They are among us
To press the red button!
On the bible, on the stones of babylon
Our own kind was saying get close to the meaning
Behold the astral kings
Bowl your head now, get lost
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