A cult

One and two
One and two
We march in defiance
of the filth of individuality
We stand together
against the stench
of all that you are

Left and right
Left and right
We march in lock and step
our legion will swell with every breath you steal
We stand united
the perfect storm
of total burning purity

One and two
One and two
We march in tight circles
around the ever cleansing bonfire
We stand like holy lions
our cause, clear
the end of the self

Left and right
Left and right
We march for our leader
Who knows what we will ever be
We stand behind a screw
being turned
forever more tightly

Until the day
we die.