Luyện nghe bài hát Mushroom Cult

Cult.
of love.
Ophidians dance as the occurs.
We are and electric animals.
by the mothers of prostitutes.

Floating in a universe.
in a sea of cyclostomes.
And as we through the tide,
You open up and I inside.

I be in limbo,
purgatory's always felt like home.

And as the world round and round,
We upon the cotton clouds.
That rain down smiles
On the children at play in the fields.

Sinking for what like forever.
Atlantis into the sea.
To the shore and wash away,
Wash my memory.

I be in limbo,
'Cos purgatory's felt like home.

the moon lives the high priest of the mushroom cult.
Upon the altar are the of the Pharisees.
I my soul,
my soul,
Sold my away.
I'm of guilt,
of sin,
of everything!