You can see the final product in sight

with this elixir you too shall take flight

Soon to a paradise up above

Beyond the flaws of man, full of only love

And as the reverend ushers in the call

You take a sip and all soon fall

Blood foaming in your mouth

The children scream as they too feel

They feel the beckoning of heaven and sensations unreal

“Heaven’s nearly there” the Godman says

You can’t make anything else out in this haze

You curl on the floor

Convulse some more

And find yourself writhing in the sky

Flying ever so high

You’re leaving for Arcadia today

Selling your tomorrow for a cheap ticket

Cus the reverend says it’s better to kick it 

than to find yourself detained in the Guyanese thicket

Amen, the gurgled screams die

Veins distributing the poison of venomous lies

Of satanic blood

In the temple of the damned

We feel death

And have our spirituality stain this land

For we’re flying to heaven 

On angel wings

imbibing ambrosia of cyanide

while of new frontiers the Reverend sings