A Sound of Thunder - The Rise of the Krimson Kult

As the jaws of chaos vocalized with promises of fear
A cloud of noxious language
Flowed throughout the atmosphere

Repugnance swore the world would change
And cleanse their stolen land
Until members of the Kult
Set forth to follow his commands

They walked the streets as one
Weapons ready to assault anyone who questioned
The sanctity of the Krimson Kult

They were hundreds weak at first
Rich and poor alike
Seeing change throughout the land
They dreamed of a fourth reich

Recruiting children, old, infirmed
They spoke of unity
Freedom granted for obedience
To white supremacy

Freedom reigns they cried, chanting for their master
Feasting on his every word, numbers growing faster
They rose up on the streets to praise
This foul and vulgar man
Stars and stripes replaced with his face

It's the rise of the Krimson Kult

The Kult grew faster as they toiled
Words dripping with the fear
That they could be the minorities
In a world that once held them dear

And when it was suggested this power be reclaimed
They took up flags that bore their master's name

It's the rise of the Krimson Kult

They gathered for their master
On the capitol one day
Murder, chaos, treason
Fellow Kultists gave them way

But the voice of their dear leader
Would be silenced in the end
Their dreams of white utopia were already dead

Freedom reigns, they cried
Chanting for their master
Feasting on his every word
Numbers growing faster
They rose up on the streets to praise
This foul and vulgar man
He who raised the Kult of Krimson
From the children of the Klan

It's the rise of the Krimson Kult

Led by children of the Klan