Mystery of Mysteries

Let me take you on journey through the mysteries
There's no conspiracy but there is a history
Unknown by the profane, the unitiated ones
Who persecute you if you don’t believe in god's son
Some argue genesis, some people say it's god
But science says that an explosion is our origin’s cause
Some say it was Annunaki, aliens from a different planet
But that's just way to explain the questions you have
When you don't understand them
So many cultures and traditions, all these religions
Which do you choose, enlightenment or spiritual prison
Shut up and listen, and let me take your ass to school
My number's zero so you might just wanna call me fool
Some people believe in Bondeye
With whom you cannot speak
Instead you talk with Loa using different techniques
Some people say that that divination can be done with Tarot
But if you're Dragon Rouge, the runes
They will be your arrows
To point in the direction of the desired question
The answer comes only after you have learned the lesson
So many mysteries, such little time to learn
Knowledge is never given, it should be only earned

These are the mysteries, the hidden history
An expression of the sacred geometry
Illumination from these sacred traditions
That are keys to the gnosis
And the root of all the world's religions
These are the mysteries, V is for victory
And expression of the simple dichotomy
Illumination from these sacred traditions
That are the key to the gnosis
And the root of all the world religions

Verse two, I'mma get a little sinister
'cause if your angles equal 9 take no prisoners
Kill off the mundane, train in the star game
Build a nexion, forever evolve and change
And what happens if you mix up death and sex
Thanateros represents a magical consciousness
Let’s talk consequence ’cause if you break your oath
To any order then a blade should pierce your throat
Silence, or pay the price and the penalty
Secrets are secrets for a reason, not for novelty
I breathe life but I hold it, like Pranayama
Then take the form of god when I'm in Asana
Yoga, the eight limbs or the seven sins
Islamic Jinn or the giants known as Nephilim
Are you Qasim or a wanderer-like Sadhu
Or if your temple’s made ov blood you might be Nosferatu

These are the mysteries, the hidden history
An expression of the sacred geometry
Illumination from these sacred traditions
That are keys to the gnosis
And the root of all the world's religions
These are the mysteries, V is for victory
And expression of the simple dichotomy
Illumination from these sacred traditions
That are the key to the gnosis
And the root of all the world religions

Verse three, I'mma tell you 'bout liberation
From Samsara, the self’s realization
In the absolute, not in reincarnation
So cover me in the ashes like an Aghori during initiation
My rhyme's syncretic, often contradictory
But if you hear between the lines maybe then you'll see
There is a deeper message, a hidden dialect
The vernacular is that of an adept
And if you're a silver star, then abyss you're facing
Many tasks to achieve knowledge and conversation
And if you're 15 by 20 by 15 again
Then your initiations are of the MMM
That's where I'm at and I promise that I won't reveal
Anything that I learn beneath that sacred seal
It doesn't matter if it's fill or kill
For they are one in the same
Because Thelema means will

These are the mysteries, the hidden history
An expression of the sacred geometry
Illumination from these sacred traditions
That are keys to the gnosis
And the root of all the world's religions
These are the mysteries, V is for victory
And expression of the simple dichotomy
Illumination from these sacred traditions
That are the key to the gnosis
And the root of all the world religions