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Currently building walls that not even Hercules can knock down
Stone Cold hearted bitch, my guard is up, gotta stand my fucking ground
Goddess, ain't shit changed, witchy vibes when I readjust my crown
Feeling like I have no fucks to give, so I'm not fucking around
Summoning forces that shall protect, protective circle, I'm spell bound
You in the presence of something divine, Better use the proper noun
Feeling brand new, so hush, don't even make A sound
My ego wants to play, n it's a beast, straight clown

Shut off my humanity
Just to regain my sanity
Compelling forces of nature by night, no this ain't no Christianity
Cuz unlike you, I know my demons, yeah can sometimes come in handy
Now let your mind run wild, as I relish in my vanity
Don't mind me, just making the best of my calamity
Ima artist, and ain't no art without ah lil bit of profanity

They say women shouldn't use such language, but baby I'll say it with such ease
Channeling spirits, conjuring energy, seems to be my expertise
Occult knowledge gives me life, what you willing to sacrifice for them keys
Can you survive in this cold hell, ina realm designed to freeze
Wonder how many willing to listen, I have ah couple theories
Hell is cold, heaven is hot, just peep the temp, peep the degrees
When energies of hell enter the room, blows a cool winter breeze
Pay attention, that's just the legion, some may call it Haydes
Greek mythology, I learned that first, shit just call me Socrates
Cuz No church in the wild, just bunch of spiritual trustees
And I'd rather cast a circle, then pray on my knees
Rather hug ah few trees,
While you put all ya lil faith in the church, giving life to corrupt entities
thinking that guarantees.. righteousness
Yeah right .. Negro please
Stupidity, that shit is real, such a killer disease
Now Stop wasting ya power, you are magical, divine, the all knowing one who sees
Symbols, shapes, and numbers
Sacred initiation that comes in threes
Ah lil something I like to call.. the esoteric trinity
~SHALLSEA THE PURPOSE