Letra de Cult

This is the message of my cult There'll be no blackmail...of our souls We pulled up the gate This is the hour Carve it in your skin The stinging of the coldest siren Don't bend up your back Don't lie...in the juice of your mind, of the gutter Son of mine Hold your own Son of suffer Son of fire Son of gold Son of god You are the fate Mark your way The way of the golden child This is the era We'll cut in the flesh The binds of fear and prison bars Son of earth Son of time Son of water Son of hate Son of love Son of mine It's time to play Time to reclaim your powers From the depths, of the dead and the past You'll sail across the waking waves You'll fly onto unlimited lines You'll sail across the waking waves You'll fly onto unlimited lines You will understand We live inside a shell We need to crack it and... Remove the blinding veil...the blinding veil You will be amazed The powers you possess If only you'd believe What your senses yet don't feel You are the next To determine if we wear hats or helmets