Failed Creation - Leader of the Cult Lyrics

There's got to be another way
Another place for me
Cause I'm sick
Of all these sick twisted people

I'll find a way to my grave
Where I won't be forced to neighbor your slaves
Cause I'm sick of all these games that you play
Damn you and your executioners

This cult - destructive
Their god - disgusting
Their rule - abusive
I'm in control of my pain

Let the streets flood with fanatic blood

Infusing children with their rotten beliefs
The wild card of human debris
Robotic followers in matching fatigues
Mindless zombies obeying martial law
They live