[Verse 1]
I can’t control the urge to keep healing myself through you
The perfect joy, the substitute has long devotion, devotion

[Chorus]
All of this gold and ash
Father is wearing snakeskin

[Verse 2]
Cult Icon dies, security collapses from under you
The governor gives us a gift: the ending of this world

[Chorus]
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?