Cult Magic

Every fan base is told to await the sea,

The lit skin pour waters of minerals that massage the teeth,

Menaced by its meaning, the cult fades rigidly,

Unflocked by the base the desire is the Inner G,

Fantasy voyages parade the security the music brings,

Americas Most Wanted they sing,

Complexion as pale as death however door,

Welfare Sections Ferrari Core,

Reaching out the flames of the pit and ashes,

Cult Magic is not just fashion,

It is a cut above the rest,

Style and Grace to be the best.