Non Phixion – Cult Leader

[Verse One]

The cult leader, the war-monger, armed with four high-powered

firearm barometers; I visited Andromeda

The human cloner, the donate to my fam organ donor

The morbid odor of corpses lowered, the coroner

The cult leader, result needer, the skull and bones bleeder

The chrome heater, the soul eater, the tome reader

The cloak and dagger magnum packer;

convert star systems to active vacuum

The illest shit since Manson had goons

The great communicator; alien tomb raider

Consume data – cut from the same cloth that produced Vader

The cult leader, the ultimate fighting champion

The benificient, the lamb, the messiah, the religion

There’s a thousand faces, more than the cross and the Star of David

I’m the combination of God and Satan

The humble shepherd, the son of lepers, the stuff of legends

The cult leader, I’ve indulged in the most disgusting of pleasures

Likeable and charismatic; my smilin face has been

enough to make a mother leave her children in a violent place

I turn knees to noodles; I make my female followers

want me until they pussy’s drippin like fruit juice

The pervert, the pathological, the prophet

I’m the second coming, the Anti-Christ, the final conflict

Who got nuclear weapons and a suicidal doctrine?

The cult leader, and I’ll never stop until I got you locked in

[Chorus]

Cult leader! “And everywhere, his words are greated with enthusiasm.”

Cult leader! “His listeners have found a personal revelation in what he has to say.”

Cult leader! “You will obey your instincts, and try to dominate others.”

I’m the motherfuckin cult leader! “Such power transforms, elevates; even purifies..”

[Verse Two]

The life taker, followers fly planes into skyscrapers

Send you a disease through the mail wrapped inside paper

The gospel preacher, the hostile teacher

The face of God with an impostor’s features

This is the prophecy – the cult leader

The people’s temple, the holy ground, the war compound

Four-pound to rifles, disciples, the holy idles

Supreme truth, the cult leader with the green tooth

The multi-millionaire with a stare that can freeze troops

I program people to kill

The motiviational speaker, my words cause people to feel

It’s mind control, let the cult leader guide your soul

Open up your eyes to the lies he told

The general, the chief, I be the political pioneer

The cult leader, you can believe in me, I am here

Bless the children, take you under my wing, shelter

Helter Skelter, this is it, you can’t kill me I’ll exist forever

[Chorus]

Cult leader! “The leader – a champion of the underdog.”

Cult leader! “He tried to show the path of truth, to amaze all mankind.”

Cult leader! “Scorned.. ridiculed.. and condemned..”

I’m the motherfuckin cult leader! “Words are inadequate..

.. to convey the majesty, of the” – Cult leader!

{*”The leader” scratched repeatedly*} I’m the cult leader!

{*”The leader” scratched repeatedly*} Cult leader!

{*”The leader” scratched repeatedly*} I’m the motherfuckin cult leader!

{*”The leader” scratched repeatedly*}