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Deathstars - The Perfect Cult - Temple of the Insects
The Perfect Cult
01. Explode
02. Fire Galore
03. All the Devil’s Toys
04. Ghost Reviver
05. The Perfect Cult
06. Asphalt Wings
07. Bodies
08. Temple of the Insects
09. Track, Crush & Prevail
10. Noise Cuts
The weapons are cheap here
For the C4 at heart
The Semtex is right there
The past is gone before the future starts

Smile - you're in between black sheets
Where your ethics cheat
Smile - your tongue licks on spoiled meat
It's raw and sweet

Ride!
Ride the blackest times, it will haunt your eyes
Ride the dark
This is the shade that you idolize

A god with Cotard's syndrome
The perfect lame imbecile
A spirit built from bones
Our history breed what the future kills

Shine - you're sold on the wet streets
Where your conflicts meet
Shine - your mind feast and night shrieks
A bloody treat

Ride!
Ride the blackest times, it will haunt your eyes
Ride the dark
This is the shade that you idolize

Smile - you're in between black sheets
Smile - your tongue licks on spoiled meat
It's raw and sweet

Torn from the rays of dawn
The spectrum's black for the shattered spawn
Crushed by the hammer's head
Watch our eyeballs rust and hopes turn dead

Ride!
Ride the blackest times, it will haunt your eyes
Ride the dark
This is the shade that you idolize as the judgements rise