Rod Sagen

I’m a royal god in the king of worlds
I hold coils of stars and rings of pearls
All my crystals are charged green and
Stone super supreme large, they seen the swirl
Like rainbows, the grand eloquent god archangel
Priest, engendered by a bull
Beloved by the Holy One
My lines come back full
My alliance is with the wolves
Move in silence in the woods
Since Heavy Mental dropped, I leave footprints of giants where I stood
I swor by an oath
I hold the sword of the goat
Elohim, my wings look broad in my coat
I am the lord of hosts
I am sur this is not a hoax
I was never coached or coaxed
It’s just pure when I spoke
Angelic animation architect god in the flesh
And of an ancient astronaut language, now found in the for dark
Rappers, when you see me, start praying
My focus is razor sharp, I always hit my mark even when I stop aiming
They say I’m part lord messiah and part satan
Half wings of a dove and half wings of a raven
Black cherub seen above and below, and it keep rotating
I’m also known as Hocus-pocus Henry Hemisphere Hermetic Hercules
All mesmerizing magnetic man or Mr. Mercury
Simply, I’m the orgonite orator oracle of our time
I’m the reason you recite rhymes
There’s no limit, I’m Silkk The Chakra
I don’t see murder, I see macabre’s doing time
This masterpiece is craft by Priest
I aim arrows at your head and your heart like the staff of chiefs
Then turn your whole body red like the athletes
I keep writing, I dread 'til my pad’s complete