Face the mirror and close your eyes,
Say his name thrice and HE will appear.
The narrator comes forth bearing his lies,
drawing the believers into his sphere.
The dark master insists all else is deceptions,
Only darkly spun truth's offer 'Clarity of Signal'....
But his agenda rely's on shadowy deflections,
That would be right at home in the theater Grand Guignol.
Phallus dei, Phallus dei, Phallus dei.....
I want you...
to show me the way...*
{the frightened young schoolboys all come running out of the boy's room convinced they've seen a terrifying 'Cock God' in the mirror...}
* blatant rip off of Peter Frampton...it just seemed to fit...