Quicksands

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 ah ah

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 Sapiens
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 Bar do
I'm sinking in the quicksand of my thought
And I ain't got the power anymore
Don´t believe