Cult (Acoustic) Lyrics

Raise your hands to the congregated masses at your feet

All eyes on you, with brains in hand, as you begin to speak

Every word that drops from your mouth is so well calibrated

Perfectly distilled, and filled with hatred

This is a black hole

We stopped caring for each other

At the command of a self-serving liar

This is a black hole

Turning doubt into delusion

Bet you change your mind when you're staring in the fire

Snake oil salesman selling poison to anyone who will buy

As long as you get what you want you don't care if they will die

Gather round, all ye souls, and listen to the master

Start now and you'll get there even faster

This is a black hole

We stopped caring for each other

At the command of a self-serving liar

This is a black hole

Turning doubt into delusion

Bet you change your mind when you're staring in the fire

This is a black hole

This is a black hole