Pure(blood)ed Seraph (V)

[the Draç]

Reach to the depths, look to the sky.

On the low, at the same time, as being high.

Avoid what's wrong, climb the mountain peak.

Snakes that crawl, and spiders that creep.

The Lake of Fire is his abode.

Lose all control, then turn on God Mode.

Lean slow mo, we trap as we arise.

The Prince Samael is the King of all Lies.

Assign those rights to the ones with the vampiric rite.

Eyes that are blind, souls that alight.

Angels made of light, Djinns that burn.

Praying for our descendants to continue to learn.

Hawk headed heat, love then spreads.

Like Jesus Christ, we break our body as bread.

Gold turned from led, as we all know.

Always on time, finally on air, the one and only show.

Look to debate, we create with very little.

Sing amongst the fire, to figure out all riddles.

Blueprint King God, the Kong then shifts.

Cupid like bow, obsessed after the first kiss.

The mirror like effect, toe to toe, taking all risks.