I've seen his power with my own eyes.Strike terror in the heart of all they cross.The gods have a plan for you.Ascend with me.Rise from the sands out of ancient lands.Like an Israeli Pharaoh in the face of man.Spare my sword for the wicked with a graze of lamb.G-O-D, the warrior's code.My story is told in gang glory on the course exploring the globe.Philosopher slash conqueror, my forces grow.Respected hero by the people cause I spit it how I know.My destiny is heaven, I can feel it in my soul.I see Da Vinci crowns custom fitted on my throne.My life flashes nice graphics.Gotta get the Zion where Messiah's in disguise.With the prophets, patent lions, King David level giants.Tossed pebbles in the iris, Vendetta versus Goliath.I'm a rebel to a tyrant, half man, half mythology.It's just a legacy, a predetermined start to a god's called destiny.Yeah.God's destiny.A.C. to Greece.Third Eye.T.N.C.Anno Dimitra.Vendetta Kings.T.N.C. Get'em, get'em.Yeah.My voice is a sword and I raise it.My name is Demouzine, I unite the tribes.You've heard me from the empire of the Mongols.Otherwise the most famous conqueror of the hemispheres.And from the language of a shepherd waiting for me.Your mass travels through me to the abyss.Son of Erebus and Tristictas, demon's love.I'm the thinnest boatman that the old man had.Of the rabbi Permachos, the leader of the giants.Whoever listens to my name laughs at the earthquake.I'm glad to shake you up.In the order of the most beautiful to be reborn.Anno Domini, Third Eye and T.N.C.From the mythology of the modern era.We are always kings, like the Vendettas.In the winter, hip-hop like a heavy blanket.Yeah.It's King David.Vendetta Kings.Third Eye.Anno Dimitra.T.N.C.Yeah.Over and out.And when the oracle looked into his soul, she saw a beast as well as a man.