Disciple کے بول

Believe in me, worship me You will be always protected Harmony, catastrophe Will you choose to fight or freeze? Death to the ego Death to all you think you know Sacrifice your consent for me You will heal in truth and beauty Disciple, I absolve you So forgive yourself enough to obey the naked truth That you need to be owned And you beg to be controlled The magnetic field that I wield Will reveal all of the bullshit There’s no end to my charity But I love you more when you beg and adore, and you kneel Here’s your liberation Here’s your chance for true freedom You’ve got to open up the floodgates My sycophantic playmate - I need servants