Quicksand

I'm closer to the Golden Dawn

Immersed in Crowley's uniform of imagery

I'm living in a silent film
Portraying Himmler's sacred realm of dream reality

I'm frightened by the total goal

Drawing to the ragged hole
And I ain't got the power anymore
No, I ain't got the power anymore

I'm the twisted name on Garbo's eyes

Living proof of Churchill's lies
, I'm destiny

I'm torn between the light and dark
Where others see their targets, divine symmetry

Should I kiss the viper's fang
Or herald loud the death of Man?

I'm sinking in the quicksand of my thought

And I ain't got the power anymore

Don't believe in yourself

Don't deceive with belief
Knowledge comes with death's release

Ah, ah

I'm not a prophet or a stone age man
Just a mortal with potential of a superman, I'm living on

I'm tethered to the logic of Homo Sapien
Can't take my eyes from the great salvation of bullshit faith

If I don't explain what you ought to know
You can tell me all about it on the next Bardo

I'm sinking in the quicksand of my thought

And I ain't got the power anymore

Don't believe in yourself

Don't deceive with belief
Knowledge comes with death's release

Ah, ah

Don't believe in yourself

Don't deceive with belief
Knowledge comes with death's release

Ah, ah