Quicksand
I'm closer to the Golden DawnImmersed in Crowley's uniform of imageryI'm living in a silent film portrayingHimmler's sacred realm of dream realityI'm frightened by the total goalDrawing to the ragged holeAnd I ain't got the power anymoreNo, I ain't got the power anymore
I'm the twisted name on Garbo's eyesLiving proof of Churchill's lies, I'm destinyI'm torn between the light and darkWhere others see their targets divine symmetryShould I kiss the viper's fangOr herald loud the death of manI'm sinking in the quicksand of my thoughtAnd I ain't got the power anymore
Don't believe in yourselfDon't deceive with beliefKnowledge comes with death's release
I'm not a prophet or a stone age manJust a mortal with the potential of a superman, I'm living onI'm tethered to the logic of homo sapienCan't take my eyes from the great salvation of bullshit faithIf I don't explain what you ought to knowYou can tell me all about it on the next BardoI'm sinking in the quicksand of my thoughtAnd I ain't got the power anymore
Don't believe in yourselfDon't deceive with beliefKnowledge comes with death's release