Letra de Cult of Fake
I got a job pushing Abramelin Targeting lost souls from an ice cream van Scared of terrorists under the bed Life is a dream when you're on sedativesSacrifice sex and magic Self-centered ravings of a psychopathic Reason is eclipsed by faith Doctrine, guns, and chemical restraintsHigh priest Nitro Cult of fake Propane Nightmare Cult of fakeApathy control to Major Tom Where have all the anarchists have gone? Supreme truth, Heaven's a lifetime away But I can reach Hell in under a dayIf you're going to do it, leave something witchy This is your dream, girl, start living it pretty I get knowledge from the void above Voodoo, devotion, and lotsa drugsHigh priest Nitro Cult of fake Propane Nightmare Cult of fakeHigh priest Nitro You're gonna make it in the cult of fake Propane Nightmare Tragic fantastic in the cult of fakeDon't worry about the bomb no more You don't need to worry about the bomb no more Don't worry about the bomb no more (You don't need to worry about the bomb no more)Not suitable for mass production In a pyramid of debt and frantic oblivion Then something breaks and you're a monster Now shut up and drink the poisonI got a job pushing Abramelin Targeting lost souls from an ice cream van Scared of terrorists under the bed Life is a dream when you're on sedativesHigh priest Nitro You're gonna make it in the cult of fake Propane Nightmare Tragic fantastic in the cult of fakeHigh priest Nitro You're gonna make it in the cult of fake Propane Nightmare(Make it, make it, make it, make it) (Make it, make it, make it, make it) (Make it) (Make it) (Make it) (Make it)