The plan was to corrupt my seed through sorcery in the highest degrees to bring back more fallen angels but I'm the one with a halo not dark robe wings hidden underneath imprisoned they took my genes not fitted but the dna they crave to duplicate my traits I won't allow this but if we have sex I'll infect you with holiness cus righteousness can not drench in a wench with demonic stench what can I say then I'll stand in line like I'm looking at a sign yes I'm blind to your spiritual realms I step in though intrude like feds coming running drills in a gun man what assumptions can you make am I fake a candidate to elevate to a state of demon praise to parade me through streets no I'm not corrupt if I turn evil I will bust like illegal guns in cathedrals running to my leader like a meet and greet in collusiems I have both eyes open using reason my breathing is in allegiance with a light region not dark where they choke cough from weed smoke louder than lil jon on coke