[Verse 1: Breath of Judah]

I'm on a killing spree

The Cantonese, torturing

Painting a picture with a paintbrush in water color of genies

Holding your Chi, vitality It's all you need

If you're a different being

It will be a different color when you bleed

Accurately punctured from needles in you nervous system

Are like the seaman, not water soluble

Because of the attributes of yin yang is dual

When I cut you simultaneously like h

Huang killing you too quickly

If I were to bang, witness thee, I hang you in aqua

Sending electric shocks to open up all your chakras

And when I do, they all sense change

That will biochemically plant water beads on your brain

While putting salt water on open wounds to have you in pain

Suf- Suf- Suffer Chinese water torture, my word is water

[Verse 2: Ikon the Verbal Hologram]

For scourge, the verbal hologram is verbal war

Chinese water torture into your molecular structure

Ancient scholars wondering where they've seen us

Babylon's hanging gardens and the temple of Artemis

The Hologram crushing you to grains of sand

Lawnmower man, computer generated battles of the unseen hand

Internal bleeding, I plant my seeding with deadly arrows

Fly like sparrows, and get destroyed by the army of the pharaohs

The mind morph to the womb

Alive where you will see traveling loons from Illyuwn

The ancient palace, the ancient chalice

Mystical like aurora borealis

The palace of pain, Yahweh came down upon in flame

Half Abel, half Caine, get slain by the verbal flame

Bring forth the sights of Anunnaki Elohim

Images of the twenty-four lead supreme

I'm ripping out your spleen

Distributing gangrene throughout your team

Lord of the Rings brings deadly hologramic dreams

Word up

[Chorus]

And my basement's an arrangement of different torture devices

Suf- Suf- Suffer Chinese water torture, my word is water

And my basement's an arrangement of different torture devices

Suf- Suf- Suffer Chinese water torture, my word is water

[Verse 3: Breath of Judah]

You hear the pounding in your head

When I hit the disc gong, the vibrations will start

Circulation around the body's meridians

And everything that has pores, even obsidian

With the creek moisture

At this part of your torture I'll anoint ya

With libations pouring liquids and cleanse

And you'll feel as if you were diving in the ocean

And caught the bends

The elements of the seas to cure all disease

Now tell me if you're unpleased

I'll treat you like a dog and never wash off your fleas

Have you waiting 'til I fill your bowels

With a fish bowl full of frenzying and hungry sea monkeys

Suffering from internal mange

You'll have to consult to the I Ching for change

[Verse 4: Ikon the Verbal Hologram]

Look in the mirror of the soul to see exactly where the flaws be

Leaving your squad dead on the side of the road like Ennis Cosby

The Hologram eliminating the Earth's population

Matrix field bases of organic manipulation

Ikon dwell in the forest like the Ewoks

We rot for following the prophetic books of Enoch

The treetops hang over your cipher like a ninja

Within the perimeters of the disagreeable sinner

[Chorus]

And my basement's an arrangement of different torture devices

Suf- Suf- Suffer Chinese water torture, my word is water

And my basement's an arrangement of different torture devices

Suf- Suf- Suffer Chinese water torture, my word is water

[Outro]

Gently dripped single droplets of water upon his forehead until he spoke