The cult

It was the cult. At first I looked at fire,
At very bright fire, and I remembered my desire
To live in truth and freedom and fly on mind higher,
Higher than my own desire.

So it was cult. I saw some people dancing \'round the fire
Like colourful birds jumping up and down on wire.
At first I was tired to understand their desire,
I thought the master of these people was a liar!

But it was real cult. They held me higher and higher,
Brought me through wet grass and threw me into fire.
I didn\'t think about what\'s happening \'cause my mind was tired,
I felt in pity not for myself but for my great desire.

© Snabas, 1998.