My cultish ways

Is where I'll stay

My haunting gaze

Is where you'll play

So taste the plague

And feel no pain

My cultish ways

Is where I'll play

I admit it was a cold night

Burnt by the sun

Burnt by the sun

I admit it was a dark night

Lost in the rut

Lost in the rut

The sun was staring at us

Translucent, screaming luna

The sun was burning through us

A feeding dark lacuna

The sun was staring at us

Translucent, screaming luna

The sun was burning through us

Into ruin, through us

Shut em up, put em up

Give me all your needs now

I admit it was the frostbite

Good desert fun

Good desert fun

I can tell you it's the good fight

I never won

I never won

Sing it loud, sing it loud

Sing it

Sing it loud, sing it loud

Sing it

So taste the plague

And feel no pain

My cultish ways

Is where I'll play

So taste the plague

And feel no pain

My cultish ways

Is where I'll play