Cult Of The Beautiful
Mic Jogwer
I'm the heir of this house
With a subtle smile of death
The dead arise and appear too many
They try to walk with me
I’ll never be a saint again
So it’s useless to go somewhere
Hurray for me, the idiot
You’ll never understand
Me cult of beautiful
Once I'm dead I'm dead again
But then I’ll come again
God wants me a bloody victim
Killing day by day
His face is drawing much too near
It destroys my mind
The end is coming suddenly
My future’s left the time
You’ll never understand
Me cult of beautiful