The Weapon Master: The Pact

[Heth "Ink" Lee]

"1 And it came to pass when the children of men had multiplied that in those days were born unto them beautiful and comely daughters. 2 And the angels, the children of the heaven, saw and lusted after them, and said to one another: 'Come, let us choose us wives from among the children of men and beget us children.' 3 And Semjâzâ, who was their leader, said unto them: 'I fear ye will not indeed agree to do this deed, and I alone shall have to pay the penalty of a great sin.' 4 And they all answered him and said: 'Let us all swear an oath, and all bind ourselves by mutual imprecations not to abandon this plan but to do this thing.' 5 Then sware they all together and bound themselves by mutual imprecations upon it. 6 And they were in all two hundred; who descended ⌈in the days⌉ of Jared on the summit of Mount Hermon, and they called it Mount Hermon, because they had sworn and bound themselves by mutual imprecations upon it. 7 And these are the names of their leaders: Sêmîazâz, their leader, Arâkîba, Râmêêl, Kôkabîêl, Tâmîêl, Râmîêl, Dânêl, Êzêqêêl, Barâqîjâl, Asâêl, Armârôs, Batârêl, Anânêl, Zaqîêl, Samsâpêêl, Satarêl, Tûrêl, Jômjâêl, Sariêl. 8 These are their chiefs of tens,"

(1 Enoch 6:2).

By means to agree, to the ground we're bound.

Finding your blood, the "game" of lost and found.

Sideshow Bob, and Krusty the Klown.

Pennywise, and the Joker, do not make a sound.

The Nekh(T)ar Gods is where supremacy reign.

To celebrate with hops, the beer, and the grain.

To stay sane, we must say this.

All along, "Ignorance is bliss."

To task a risk, to confront our foes.

Always on time, but this is not a show.

To not bow down to shit, we then make a pact.

To create a symphony, to forever always rap.

Ptah represented by Rats, I'm represented by the G.O.A.T.

With the breath of life, Adam then spoke.

The Kundalini Tree, Star-Fire at its greatest height.

That's when Lilith gave a vicious vampiric love bite.

The other bitch ain't my type, I speak through the screen.

Don't confuse that for me being mean.

As the Sun sets, our worries reflect from the Moon.

These are your Usumgal, Babbar, and Red (King)u.