The Upper Moon (Drac)ul: Amun-RA

[the Draç]

To wash of ur (Sin)s, the Mark of the 3east, the # 10.

The Moon God Sin, with A(ll)ah, it's right.

To rule the Sun(Set), at the beginning of night.

In the next life, the Luciferian God that's bright.

To lie to us? In ur God, you trust?

To polish the sword, to remove the rust.

One to lust, the Kill Bill ain't cheap.

"Land Before Time," the unfortunate sols we keep.

Trapped in ur head, we do the 4Square.

You can't cheat the system, our God is always fair.

Confused on ur heritage, says the Witch, the Blair.

To prove the algorithm of the Bible, the congregation agree that it's rare.