The Mushroom Cult

Dog Fashion Disco

Kaleidoscope of love

Ophidian's dance as

The shifting occurs

We are stars and electric

Animals nurtured by

The mothers of prostitutes

Floating in a mushroom universe,

Swimming in a sea of cyclostomes,

And as we surface through the tide,

You open up and I come inside

I must be in limbo 'cause

Purgatory's always felt just like home

And as the world spins round and round

We fornicate upon the cotton clouds

That rain down sulfur smiles

On the children at play

In the poppy fields

Sinking for what seems like forever,

Like Atlantis into the sea,

To forget the shore and wash away,

Wash away my memory

I must be in limbo 'cause

Purgatory's always felt just like home

Inside the moon lives

The high priest of the mushroom cult

Upon the altar are

The ashes of the Pharisees

I sold my soul

Sold my soul

Sold my soul away

I'm free of guilt

Free of sin

Free of everything