They say she had a heart attack
I think the preacher's coming back
And I'm frying 'cos all my love's electrifying

And I'm comfy like a cess-pool
Wanna be with you
And it's my premonition
I better give my heart a listen
And my preacher say

All of your demons will wither away
Ecstacy comes and they cannot stay
You'll understand when you come my way
'Cos all of my demons have withered away

Illuminati
A secret society do exists
Illuminati-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti

Illuminati
A secret society do exists
Illuminati-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti

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Illuminati
A secret society do exists
Illuminati-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti-ti

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I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper
into this thing
the deeper I go
the more knowledge I know
what to sing
what to bring
wha?

I get deep, I get deep, I get deep, I get deeper, deeper, deeper
into the rhyme
wha? why?
Chillin' in the corner at the shelter all by myself
checkin it out im not dancin' no more but
why? why? why? wha?

What the fuck?
They know what is what,
But they don't know what is what,
They just strut.

What the fuck?

They just know,
What they know,
What they don't know,
What is what.

Bird of prey,
Bird of prey,
Flying high,
Flying high.

In the summer sky,
Flying high.

Gently passing by,
Flying high.

Take me on your flight.
Flying high.