Black (RA)inbows
An assassin sect, it's on the low.
Making sure the Sun is under control.
Elevate, we rise, we hear the lion's roar.
The seraphim packing heat, they ready to go to war.
Implement, we're in, we strive for what's right.
The Moon God Sin with Enki illuminate the light.
Disguised, we flow, Osiris the King of Death.
Destroying souls and putting them to rest.
Ariel aligns, a Goddess…
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Added by the Draç on December 12, 2019 at 10:00am —
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The Grand Dragons (Full Moon)
Ušumgal
"Grand Dragons," later Sumerian term for their gods and sovereigns; descended from Kingú-Babbar; creators of the Annuna and other races. The Ušumgal Council of Nalulkára were survivors of the Great War.
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We breathe in deeply, our hearts bleed for truth.
Singing the one and only hymns, we sing in the booth.
We shoot, we balance, we then tip the scale.
A God like Dragon, recognizing…
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Added by the Draç on December 12, 2019 at 7:30am —
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Tempted with thoughts, the fight is strong.
Souls that slow, we hit from the bong.
Ashes to ashes, our hearts grow weary.
Our home, the lake, its' named is Erie.
Flow with waves, the water hits the shore.
A lone wolf, in which, doesn't pick up her phone.
For love, we know, we then spread the word.
The symbol, an eagle, the Red Kingú bird.
The Lion in her, she purs at gold.
The onlookers look…
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Added by the Draç on December 11, 2019 at 3:47pm —
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(The name Cherubim is derived from the Assyrian or Akkadian word karibu and means "one who prays" or "one who intercedes." Their name, in Arabic, Al-karubiyan, means "those who area closer to Allah." Dionysius erroneously claims that the word means knowledge. And, in early Muslim lore it is said that they were created "from the tears that Michael shed over the sins of the faithful.)
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A family tree that is intricated in blood.
The souls lost, Adam and Eve rise…
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Added by the Draç on December 11, 2019 at 10:30am —
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Cloaked like King Bael, we must ride the wave.
To be brave is not to cave, we look to the sky.
An assassin at work, his enemies continue to die.
Upstanding, a good guy, he continues to be meek.
A double-bladed saber which is concealed and on the creep.
To defeat, is to rise, the one and only front.
Smoking ashes from a rolled up Philly like blunt.
Their blood, we do drink, we were worthy of the…
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Added by the Draç on December 10, 2019 at 1:00pm —
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Samael [סםאל] is a very potent name, very powerful name, and a very contentious one: but do not forget it ends with אל EL, meaning “of God.” In other words, we are talking about a messenger from God, whose name carries death and temptation as powers of God. This is very, very important.
This angel Samael is said to be related with the planet Mars, and he states that explicitly in the Zohar. Samael says:
“...my entire domination is based on killing. And if I accept the…
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Added by the Draç on December 10, 2019 at 8:00am —
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"Yea, ye took up the tabernacle of Moloch, and the star of your god Remphan, figures which ye made to worship them: and I will carry you away beyond Babylon,"
(Acts 7:43).
Ritualistic schemes and demonic like thought.
Cross like behavior, the Gods then fought.
Bought with a price, the X marked the spot.
Christ like figures, the cattle then sought.
Then cream of the crop, we look to the top.
Dragging along, the humans,…
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Added by the Draç on December 8, 2019 at 12:30pm —
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The Chief of Satan then lives.
In order to make it big.
The bright morning star is really Kid.
Intact, he flows, he then bids.
The souls crack as if it were a twig.
Souls lost, they contemplate to die.
Not realizing after death, the souls then rise.
Suicide thoughts, progressing within the light.
A dark immortal, it embodies the night.
To know, is to bless whatever is bright.
Only with…
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Added by the Draç on December 6, 2019 at 1:00pm —
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Stationed on Mars, the Earth from afar.
Pick up lines, as if we're at the bar.
Too tall, they shook, the Rephaim abide.
The Watchers that grew, they continue to rise.
Settling down, Draco is where they reside.
Grouped with Aquila, they continue to fly.
As if Babylon was run by upstanding guys.
No need to fret, the women showered with gifts.
The beauty got me drooling as if I had a lisp.
Enlist, we…
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Added by the Draç on December 5, 2019 at 1:30pm —
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The planet Mars, we rise with the sky.
As a false prophet, deciphering all sorts of lies.
The embodiment of Hor, we continue to abide.
As if it was on sale, they looking to buy.
Altair, it went, the Hawk Headed King.
Weighing the souls as if I were the balance beam.
Washing everyone's sins, their souls, looking clean.
Uploading data, the interdimensional being.
Recording a movie, like we're switching…
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Added by the Draç on December 2, 2019 at 10:00am —
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An assassin with a heart, he bleeds for God.
Centered in Sirius, the star that's dog.
He continues to log, he's the Angel of Death.
His right hand man is Anubis, who's at his best.
Finesse, so smooth, he hides behind his saber.
Double-bladed labor, he kills for favors.
To which, he ignites, the flame then incinerates.
Walking down crooked paths, he then makes straight.
In which it was fate, on time by God's…
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Added by the Draç on November 28, 2019 at 9:30am —
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The Sirian in me represents the five pointed star.
From afar, we're far, we reach without a car.
In the abyss, it's bliss, the blood be flowing.
The water like dragon is far from boring.
The twilight like eyes, the women, they glisten in the Sun.
Brining Heaven down to Earth, let us begin to have fun!
Bless those we love, we pick up the slack.
The God of Death, in which is attracted to black.
Scatter like…
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Added by the Draç on November 26, 2019 at 7:00pm —
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Enveloped in the heart of darkness, we swallow with our thoughts.
In which the nickname game was finally bought.
No more playing dumb, socialism is what they seek.
A new President by 2020.
A front, we ignore, people seemed confused.
By the time I finish this poem, I'll be done with my stew.
At first, it hurt, I can go on vacation.
Considering to become a citizen like I use to be Haitian.
Added by the Draç on November 26, 2019 at 12:30pm —
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The 7 Headed Dragon is back on demand.
To the people that I enjoy, I remind em' it's the plan.
In which We rise, We hit em where it hurts.
We then try to remind em' that love does hurt.
To seek and destroy, with a stroke of a pen.
Being in the company of real tough men.
In which, We sin, We taste the blood of our foes.
The goyim that scream, "Please let it go!"
A front, in which, the mist eventually…
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Added by the Draç on November 25, 2019 at 5:00pm —
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The Angels that abide, through them God speaks.
Gathering gold, credit is what I seek.
Death and destruction, Mars is where I reside.
Not worrying about whether I can fly high.
In the sky, it is red, the blood that continues to boil.
Burying the dead in the ground, the dark and wet soil.
The body then decomposes, the skin starts to spoil.
A well oiled machine that reflects from the foil.
The 1/3rd Angelic…
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Added by the Draç on November 25, 2019 at 8:30am —
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The Art of War, we seek for peace.
To be a God, or to be discrete.
To love is to be numb, I feel the slightest touch.
To rely on those is like leaning on a crutch.
To determine, to weigh souls, we to and fro.
Back from Sirius up through the constellation Bow.
Chasing the Stars, it was a front.
In order to be free, it's a must to smoke blunts.
Afternoon delight, our scars run deep.
The two…
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Added by the Draç on November 24, 2019 at 7:30pm —
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The wave like blood, it circulates towards the heart.
Continuing to read to look that smart.
The scorching fires, the heaviest of them all.
Lucky that Cinderella made it to the ball.
Surprisingly fell short of the Glory of God.
Shapeshifting at will, back into the dog.
The Cloud 9 jouney, we move through the mist.
Loving the touch of my cheek, after she turns and kiss.
For our rights, we preach, we lay…
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Added by the Draç on November 24, 2019 at 10:30am —
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At the Throne in which I give my last plea.
To die an honourable death, got shot during a shooting spree.
To feed is to want, I cut off my tongue.
So cold from within, I'm not about having fun.
To continue down this path, I'll glady accept my fate.
Not willing to be with the (one), no more going on dates.
At stake is the World, I wish for one thing.
To die in the Pit and continue to feel pain.
As I say this…
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Added by the Draç on November 18, 2019 at 3:30pm —
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The Eater of Worlds, light cannot escape.
To continue to work by the eventual due date.
Our fate aligned, we look to the sky.
As if we were designed to be that high.
In line, we wait, our souls fragment over time.
Praying for happiness while listening to Sublime.
In which, I love, I cannot run.
My Master Guide wanting to have all the fun.
With love, my heart, it beats to the max.
Our souls…
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Added by the Draç on November 18, 2019 at 12:30pm —
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For the love of God, we continue to burn.
From Iblis to Mohammad, we're kick to the curb.
Align, we're high, Draco speaks with me.
Being the one accused of a light shooting spree.
Denounced, we're right, we rise to the top.
With the power of 5, our enemies' souls continue to pop.
I stop, I find, I ignore all what was said.
Being like Christ, thats fed with immortal bread.
Added by the Draç on November 17, 2019 at 11:30am —
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