Legend of the 3rd Degree - Apathy

All wise is the owl who can see in the dark

All rise for the lessons of the evenin' to start

All seein' is the being who created the spark

Man knows he knows nothin' if the man is smart

Star charts, technology is silly to those

Who know real space travel only happens with souls

Molecules and energy disassemble and flows

Where space bends and distorts, we are UFOs

King Hiram, master of all builders

Stepped in two pillars, stalked by three killers

Buried inside a village but wait… I’m not finished

Risen from the grave as a holographic image

Let’s have a conversation, about the constellations

About sound and light and matter and vibrations

The mathematics needed just for your genetic sequence

While humans are distracted studyin' devils and demons

I need more than thirty-three, I’m three-sixty

I need more than religious scriptures can give me

I’m in a chamber a reflection gettin' busy

Chantin' and meditatin' 'til I’m dizzy

Memento mori, end of story, I told you I’m Grand Leveler

You’ll never catch a grip or a token if you’re irregular

You suckers had it twisted since the Morgan Affair

I’m horseback attackin' haters with a sword in the air

Sort of rare but you could sort of compare me to brother Manly

I got poets and scholars and Pharaohs in my family

People tryna decipher and try decodin' me

Fans constantly quotin' me, brothers sayin', «So mote it be»

I’m from your ancient future

Legend of the third degree god, Hiram Abiff

Burn emcees like degrees of Mason, 'cause you’re fakin'

Legend of the third degree god, Hiram Abiff

I’m from your ancient future

Legend of the third degree god, Hiram Abiff

A Master Mason when I’m buildin' my pyramid

Legend of the third degree god, Hiram Abiff

My brother to the east, my brother to the east

My brother to the east, my brother to the east

My brother to the east, my brother to the east

My brother to the east, my brother to the eaaast

Deep inside the forest, underneath the trees

Lit up by the torches, goin' through degrees

Started horizontal, lifted vertically

What’s the magic number?

Three

Mystery schools in ancient Egypt, alien science equipped

Hovered above in three ships large enough to eclipse

The sun/son, the widow, the virgin mother Mary

A sprig of acacia found inside a cemetery

Let’s talk of hieroglyphics not the pseudoscientific

The phony spirit healers or a reading by ya mystic

The snake oil sellers or some fabricated cleric

Who speak of all religion to exploit the esoteric

The crystal rubber, card reader, Ouija board controller

The spell caster, cult leader or some holy roller

The soul sucker, vampire feedin' off ya energy

And people still believe in some imaginary enemy

I never look to the skies to say a prayer

There’s no mystical wizard who’s up there

Everything that ever was is everywhere

So let’s light the three candles for this black tie affair

I’m stargatin' while y’all are stargazin'

Heart starts racin' like studyin' Carl Sagan

Standin' in formation, chantin' the oration

Tell the mortals there will be no teleportation

Deep and dark woods down the creepiest roads

Different symbols letters and numbers you can see 'em decode

In the creepiest robes, bunch of people we loathe

I don’t fuck with the shit they do in that Bohemian Grove

I’m from your ancient future

Legend of the third degree god, Hiram Abiff

Burn emcees like degrees of Mason, 'cause you’re fakin'

Legend of the third degree god, Hiram Abiff

I’m from your ancient future

Legend of the third degree god, Hiram Abiff

A Master Mason when I’m buildin' my pyramid

Legend of the third degree god, Hiram Abiff