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. Ah 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 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 ah ah. Ah ah ah ah ah. Don't believe in yourself. Don't deceive with belief. Knowledge comes with death's release. Ah ah ah ah. Ah ah ah ah ah