The New Cult King
Mushroomhead
M3 (2001)

In that dream i recall pieces of prisons I'm escaping in the next big religion i do the cross thing the cross
thing which ever way the wind blows your mind in time I'm nine our lives unwind we find the wine red
or white like the days fade away a cloud of smoke blurred eyes you're always brighter in the daytime
you fight it after midnight it just seems to me it's such a joke every new walk thru life just inherits Christ
you should have to prove something first something first prove something you're a godfiend in that
dream i recall pieces of prisons I'm escaping from a black hole i crawl, i crawl beneath my halo
emanating the only proof you need is that you know and today's way's divine right brainwashed
overnight you shouldn't have to lose something first something first lose something you're a godfiend the
new cult king yeah doing the cross thing the cross thing can't you see why I'm still ... can't you see why
I'm still wondering if there is a dog can't you see wondering can't you see why I'm still wondering
search for signs to light the path show me the way savior send a glimpse to glance and renew my faith
emerald meets the oceans blue in a shade of grey the general knows not what to do as tears run down
her face nails through hands and feet on this cedar grave atone for sin can this be can this be my soul
be saved all alone i think too much need to believe in something real don't need this crutch because it
just deceives can't you see ... why I'm still search for love or was to restore disorder challenge me
once more to hold my head above water drowning quick flooding in soaked through my lungs
judgment day the verdicts in it seems the jury is hung