The Perfect Cult

Taint the world with black zinc Pour the blood so our roots can drink Boys and girls - stay away from the light Drench the dolls in the cement sea Sell your soul for the final fee All face down - now the shackles are tight 'Cause I set for the storm where we destroy I can hear them scream For the death of our dreams and for the King of betrayal and lust Lord of nothing but dust Die in the gutter and dirt We're the perfect cult Perfect cult Drag their scalps on the asphalt mile And let them fight, taxidermied child Kill the lights - and ignite the fright Strip the saints with the sinner's eye Let the models march and witches fly Sell yourselves - be a part of the night 'Cause I set for the storm where we destroy I can hear them scream For the death of our dreams and for the King of betrayal and lust Lord of nothing but dust Die in the gutter and dirt We're the perfect cult Perfect cult King of betrayal and lust Lord of nothing but dust Die in the gutter and dirt We're the perfect cult Perfect cult Ashes rain on frozen skin Suffer the consequence for all that's been 'Cause we enjoy when it burns, cries, cracks, dies A feast for the shadows when we see it as it Burns, cries, cracks, dies A feast for the hollowed when we see the King of betrayal and lust Lord of nothing but dust Die in the gutter and dirt We're the perfect cult Perfect cult King Lord Die in the gutter and dirt We're the perfect cult Perfect cult