Versuri Guyana (Cult of the Damned)

We thank you for the Kool-Aid, Reverend Jim 
We're glad to leave behind their world of sin 
Our lifeless bodies fall on holy ground 
Rotting flesh, a sacrificial mound 
 
Were you our God or a man in a play 
Who took our applause and forced us to stay? 
Now all together we lived as we died 
On your command by your side 
 
Guyana in the cult of the damned 
Give us your word for the grand final stand 
Guyana in the cult of the damned 
Give us your word for the grand final stand 
 
In the cult of the damned, we all worked the land 
Too afraid to look up, we all feared his hand 
 
Hurry my children there isn't much time 
But we'll meet again on the other side 
 
Be good to the children and old people first 
Hand them a drink, they're dying of thirst 
 
Guyana in the cult of the damned 
Give us your word for the grand final stand 
Guyana in the cult of the damned 
Give us your word for the grand final stand, oh 
 
Guyana in the cult of the damned 
Give us your word for the grand final stand 
Guyana in the cult of the damned 
Give us your word for the grand final stand, oh, oh 
 
Bigfoot, Bigfoot thrown in a well 
Pulled under water, screaming like hell 
He told us life was just a hotel 
Time to check out when he rang a bell 
 
Guyana in the cult of the damned 
Give us your word for the grand final stand 
Guyana in the cult of the damned 
Give us your word for the grand final stand 
 
Oh, mother, mother, mother