Thirst for power
Thirst for fame
Deprived of love
Obsessed with death
Jimmy, Jimmy was his name
Luring in the masses
Visions of hope
Dreams of equality
Of this he spoke
Move to California
The land of plenty
Sucking in the downtrodden
Who can't feed their babies
Become the shepherd
Gather the sheep
Indoctrination
The government is watching
It's time to leave
Flee to South America
A jungle sanctuary
A private commune
Women, children and more
Over 900
A paramilitary corps
No government
Only the god-king's rules
That's when things shifted
He went out of his head
Gone were the Bible's teachings
Propaganda instead
Drug filled visions
Of immortality
Brainwashing the people
So they could no longer see
Become the shepherd
Gather the sheep
Indoctrination
A surprise visit
A U.S. congressman
Bringing a delegation
To check on them
Emergency protocol
Pretend everything is fine
Give them a prepared tour
To ease their minds
As the outsiders were leaving
He made his choice
They must die
They can never leave
To the airfield
Start shooting
They're falling
This is the judgement day
No turning back
He speaks to the crowd
The congressman is dead
They would have taken our lives
So let's take them instead
They began preparing barrels
A grape flavored drink inside
The last thing to consume
Filled with cyanide
The bodies fell one by one
Women, children and more
Writhing in agony
Over 900 there were
In between two of the dead
On a pillow he rests
He puts the gun up to his head
Veil Of The Serpent - Death Cult Lyrics
Veil Of The Serpent - Death Cult Lyrics
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Thirst for power
Thirst for fame
Deprived of love
Obsessed with death
Jimmy, Jimmy was his name
Luring in the masses
Visions of hope
Dreams of equality
Of this he spoke
Move to California
The land of plenty
Sucking in the downtrodden
Who can't feed their babies
Become the shepherd
Gather the sheep
Indoctrination
The government is watching
It's time to leave
Flee to South America
A jungle sanctuary
A private commune
Women, children and more
Over 900
A paramilitary corps
No government
Only the god-king's rules
That's when things shifted
He went out of his head
Gone were the Bible's teachings
Propaganda instead
Drug filled visions
Of immortality
Brainwashing the people
So they could no longer see
Become the shepherd
Gather the sheep
Indoctrination
A surprise visit
A U.S. congressman
Bringing a delegation
To check on them
Emergency protocol
Pretend everything is fine
Give them a prepared tour
To ease their minds
As the outsiders were leaving
He made his choice
They must die
They can never leave
To the airfield
Start shooting
They're falling
This is the judgement day
No turning back
He speaks to the crowd
The congressman is dead
They would have taken our lives
So let's take them instead
They began preparing barrels
A grape flavored drink inside
The last thing to consume
Filled with cyanide
The bodies fell one by one
Women, children and more
Writhing in agony
Over 900 there were
In between two of the dead
On a pillow he rests
He puts the gun up to his head
Thirst for fame
Deprived of love
Obsessed with death
Jimmy, Jimmy was his name
Luring in the masses
Visions of hope
Dreams of equality
Of this he spoke
Move to California
The land of plenty
Sucking in the downtrodden
Who can't feed their babies
Become the shepherd
Gather the sheep
Indoctrination
The government is watching
It's time to leave
Flee to South America
A jungle sanctuary
A private commune
Women, children and more
Over 900
A paramilitary corps
No government
Only the god-king's rules
That's when things shifted
He went out of his head
Gone were the Bible's teachings
Propaganda instead
Drug filled visions
Of immortality
Brainwashing the people
So they could no longer see
Become the shepherd
Gather the sheep
Indoctrination
A surprise visit
A U.S. congressman
Bringing a delegation
To check on them
Emergency protocol
Pretend everything is fine
Give them a prepared tour
To ease their minds
As the outsiders were leaving
He made his choice
They must die
They can never leave
To the airfield
Start shooting
They're falling
This is the judgement day
No turning back
He speaks to the crowd
The congressman is dead
They would have taken our lives
So let's take them instead
They began preparing barrels
A grape flavored drink inside
The last thing to consume
Filled with cyanide
The bodies fell one by one
Women, children and more
Writhing in agony
Over 900 there were
In between two of the dead
On a pillow he rests
He puts the gun up to his head
Writer: James Stafford
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