Cult - Ghost Iris

Celestial body

An infinite trail

What it has taught me

We’re doomed to fail

An imaginary master

We’ll follow his road to disaster

We gather around the tail end

Set sail towards the end my friend

But we will never

Stay forever in limbo

All will turn to black

Existence will be no more

The exchange will be fulfilled

A run of the mill happening

Our leader was a false prophet

But we were divinely blessed

False prophet