Lyric 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

[CHORUS]
Don t believe in yourself
Don t deceive with belief
Knowledge comes
with death s release

I m not a prophet
or a stone age man
Just a mortal
with the 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

[CHORUS]