This is not helping me at all What you are doing here In the name of god and love It's the distribution of fear Pyramids healing wires analysts with fame I haven't got your degree And I forgot your name Pick me up and put me on the ground Set me up and spin me all around No you are not the one I wish to see This is not helping me at all Where did we get this plan? That you could give to me What I might already have Pyramids, healing wires, a musician's fame I volunteered you my eyes In place of facing me Oh Hitler, in a robe of truth My emptiness has built your altar And I've worshiped myself in you forever Until now! © 2015