Devotion echoes deafening sorrow
Repetition of outdated myths of mythological creatures
Hallucinations introtoxication of imagination
From his mouth spews a blunt, three-edged sword
In this barren land lies are proclaimed every minute
Horror is exclaimed through the control funnel of the terror spreader
Souls who breech step and drown
Refuting irrational prophecies...
Stacking the six-horned horse...
Breaking the fading dogma...
Licks the crotch of hell
Reason cuts off the echo of the trumpet
Too tired to believe
False salvation, begging for the unclean with sorrow
From his mouth spewed a blunt three-edged sword
Devotion echoes deafening sorrow
Repetition of outdated myths of mythological creatures
Hallucinations introtoxication of imagination
From his mouth spews a blunt, three-edged sword
In this barren land lies are proclaimed every minute
Horror is exclaimed through the control funnel of the terror spreader
Souls who breech step and drown
Refuting irrational prophecies...
Stacking the six-horned horse...
Breaking the fading dogma...
Angels with rusty wings...
Don't believe in yourself
Don't deceive with belief
Knowledge comes with death's release
-Excerpt from Quicksand - RIP David Bowie 1974 - 2016

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