51 Days without a trace or an indication
  That his god would soon be here
  To take them all away
  Waiting for the final day and for the god
  Who never came
  They all ended up in flames
    Moved by the power of a charming leader
  With the love of god and the hatred of humanity
  Led to a place where he could hide and lead
  The blind, only to find, tragedy
    Having his way with all the women
  Cause his death would soon be here
  Living his life in a dream
  85 people, 23 children and a lot of the we're his
  His to the end, never be free
    He promised them eternal life
  If they'd walk into a fire
  Now we see the charred remains
  Apocalyptic funeral fire
  I guess he got was he desired
  All in 51 days