Lyrics:

I can't control
The urge to keep healing myself through you
The perfect joy
The substitute has long devotion (devotion)
All of this gold and ash
Father is wearing snakeskin

Cult Icon dies
Security collapses from under you
The governor gives us a gift
The ending of this world
King of the wasteland mart
I got but one question before we part
Which arrow hits its mark
And does it fly for good now?