Drink the Kool-Aid, save your soul,

Empty your pockets, pay the toll.

Bow your head and ring that bell,

Or we'll see you all in hell.

The preachers stand, robes in flames,

Pointing fingers, calling names.

They say the path is clear to see,

But only if you kneel to me.

Promises of paradise,

Packaged up in holy lies.

whispered threats, they fan the fire,

Fear and guilt their cruel attire.

Close your eyes, let faith obey,

Or watch your soul be cast away.

Drink the Kool-Aid, save your soul,

Empty your pockets, pay the toll.

Bow your head and ring that bell,

Or we'll see you all in hell.

Drink the Kool-Aid, taste the fear,

The end is always drawing near.

Raise the cup and lose control,

Heaven's gates are on parole.

They preach of love but sow the dread,

Plant the seeds of fire ahead.

A choir sings, a warning loud:

\"Salvation's just for the devout!\"

But who wrote the rules? Who cast the lines?

Who says their flames will outshine mine?

The altar drips with guilt and tears,

Fueled by centuries of fear.

(Chorus)

Drink the Kool-Aid, save your soul,

Empty your pockets, pay the toll.

Bow your head and ring that bell,

Or we'll see you all in hell.

(Bridge)

What if love was free to hold?

No gates of pearl, no streets of gold?

What if fire's just a tale,

To keep the faithful weak and frail?

I'll take my chances, dance with flames,

No puppet strings, no holy chains.

Your fear won't dictate my fate,

I'll find my truth before it's late.

Drink your Kool-Aid, I'll decline,

I'll forge my path, this soul is mine.

Ring your bells, your warnings yell,

But I'll raise a toast to leaving hell.