The Age Of The Whore

Wow! You look absolutely glowing!

Standing next to a 5G tower.

Yes, I think it's showing.

Getting radiated by the hour.

Sabatoge our genital soldiers,

Radio Active technology.

The Beast is getting more bolder.

Euthanasia in a vaccine.

The talking heads are

Bobble heads with manicured

Hands that push the lie.

Everything said about the

Dead is a manufactured alibi.

There's no Prophet in the truth,

And preaching peace, a disillusion.

Propagate the liberal youth and have

Them teaching the illusion.

Dependant on corporate feeding

Tubes, Can't see the ruse with

Your head up your ass.

Hell bent on slowly killing you, 

Won't see the clues with a

Magnifying glass.

Chemical warfare,

Weaponized health care.

Genetic alteration,

Altercation Disconnect.

Government welfare,

Alluminum air.

Pathetic doctrination,

We no longer disect.

{ÇHÔRŪS}

The Sect of the All Seeing Eye.

Come cast your crowns to

The King of the Worms.

Just before they die, they love

To watch them scream and squirm.

A million Jews won't pacify,

The bloodlust that they yearn for.

Step right up, and ride the tide

Of children's blood...

In The Age of The Whore.

Wow! You look ravishing.

Something they'd like to absolutely devour.

All the blood that's flowing to

The Babylonian tower.

Even if you did what you're told,

They still want to kill you and me.

The Sacred text that Rome unscrolled,

To pervert our history.

The Grateful Dead experiment,

From secret documents testify.

A secret agencies butterfly affect,

And tens of thousands to comply.

No one talks about the proof,

Invest your time in the confusion.

Shadows tend to stay aloof,

Opposing sides are in collusion.

Imminent losses from misuse,

And yet they choose to dance on glass.

Profit from the constant abuse,

Of systems used to tax that ass.

Information warfare.

Propaganda out there.

Dialectic proclamation.

Zion nation, reconnect.

To everyone out there.

Life ain't fair,

But the rights of a nation,

Are a fight to protect.

{ÇHÔRŪS}

The Sect of the All Seeing Eye.

Come cast your crowns to

The King of the Worms.

Just before they die, they love

To watch them scream and squirm.

A million Jews won't pacify,

The bloodlust that they yearn for.

Step right up, and ride the tide

Of children's blood...

In The Age of The Whore.