Gnostic Device - Holy Sons

I can’t walk these streets at night

Humility reveals and puts me right

I can’t trust these eyes or reality’s disguise

'Til you put me in my place, put me in my place, put me up

This mind is not a microscope

Illusion is good, the same as hope

For stripping it away, I’m thanking you today

I’m knowing more and hating myself before

Oh…

«I cannot get well on what I know to be a delusion»

Oh…

«I mean, what are you gonna do, if there’s nobody around to encourage you?

Are you just gonna let your fire go out and lose all your passion and zeal,

and limit a stupid scourge of depression and discouragement on you all your

life?

Or are you gonna say devils, get away from me, get out of my life,

I’ve got passion?!»

I always thought that I was doing wrong

I wasn’t ever doing anything wrong

(«You still there? I’m gonna stir myself up!»)

In just that criminal roaming way

A curious laugh, knew I’d never stay

Invite you down to come and hunt me out

But good luck seeing if I’m still around

'Cause I’m not sure if my life did end

I’m so incredibly old, my friend

I’m so incredibly old, my friend

I can’t walk these streets at night

Humility reveals and puts me right

I can’t trust these eyes or reality’s disguise

'Til you put me in my place, take me outta here, put me up