Mushroom Cult

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 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 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

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