Deathstars 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 King of betrayal and lust Lord of nothing but dust Die in the gutter and dirt We re the perfect cult Perfect cult Drag th