[Intro] Humanity broke the calendar, cadence cut, severed thread, Roman rulers shuffled months, emperors dreaded heads. 31, false primes, arithmetically reset equinox displaced, roots pawned, gilded theft. [Hook] Enoch kept the ledger, ledger lost, even hidden, Angelic fingerprints written, then retelling forbidden Lost lesson, learned ledger, intertwining together ancient echoes muffled, authority forbode treasure hid from whole truth, stitched the proof with severed tether call it magik or memory, same root, different letter. [Verse 1] Seasons rearranged, emperors re-wrote reasons, spring turned to signage, equinox exiled, season treasoned. Pagan rites recycled: eggs, hares, fertility fiction, a holy-day facelift, Easters bastardised benediction. Who made the calendar lie? Who lulled the solstice to sleep? 31-day prime scaffolding keep the count but time forgets to keep? Numbers like monuments, sphinx rhinoplasty on timelines, Worshipping false holidays, divine time redefined Etymologic whisper: religare: bind and tether join the rite, ecstatic dance, join humanity together. Call it faith, call it law, call it unanimous error, magik is memory: ancestors, angels, mirror. [Hook ] Enoch kept the ledger, ledger lost, even hidden, Angelic fingerprints written, then retelling forbidden Lost lesson, learned ledger, intertwining together ancient echoes muffled, authority forbode treasure hid from truth, stitched the proof with severed tether call it magik or memory, same root, different letter. [Verse 2 ] Angels- astronaut archeologists, rebuilding ruins from societies bones, they slept with daughters, left scaffolding the size of thrones. Nephilim blueprints, giants stacked Saharan sacred sites? Pyramids as proof, decipherable engineered insights. Taught all sons ,Abrahamic threads in braided tongues, teachings bent by times translators, honeyed lies, ancient learnings unsung. Ethiopia kept the gospel with an attic-door of light, Vatican scrubbed the margins till the margins lost their fight. So where’s the missing chapter? where’s the teacher in the smoke? Turn a prophet into footnote, obfuscation or cruel joke. Trade uncomfortable truth for tidy tales and neat displays, interchange the night sight of shadows for neon lit figurines to pray. [Bridge] Garden wasn’t lost, it was mistranslated law, demigods in borrowed robes turned wonder into war. Religion means to bind, to tie the people near, the etymology’s the magic, joining tribe and atmosphere. Magik’s not illusion, it’s connection to the past, angels, ancestors, memory in masks. [Verse 3] Relearn the rhythm: Enoch’s ink a hidden key, open pages not to worship, but to set perception free. Don’t bow to demigods who bent the script, manipulating reign, their altars built on post-edits, their crowns on borrowed pain. Instead re-read the margins, let fractured scripts reunite, gnostic fire lights through the cracks, turning shadow into light. Truth survives inversion, even lies can hold the seed, so gather texts and fragments, let the hungry spirit read. Experience is scripture, every path a page to turn, learn across the ruins, let corrupted idols burn. The ledger isn’t past-tense, it’s a lens to see what’s near, a blueprint for divine futures, carved across the sphere. [Outro] They wiped the chapter from the altar, buried ink beneath false throne, but ink remembers rivers; rivers remember stone. Stitch the torn calendar back to the body of celestial years, turn the lost into the ledger, let the ledger reappear. [Final Hook] Enoch kept the ledger, ledger lost, even hidden, Angelic fingerprints written, then retelling forbidden Lost lesson, learned ledger, intertwining together ancient echoes muffled, authority forbode treasure hid from whole truth, stitched the proof with severed tether call it magik or memory, same root, different letter.