The Sethian

Listen, listen to the weeping of the continents, the shifting of the elements And an universe locked in glass by an abject patriarch of insolence My knees won't bend My hands won't fold I've sworn dissent upon your Father I am the Sethian I did not fall from grace, I'll leapt to freedom from the black iron prison, from depravation to revelation I'm but a dweller on the threshold (of paradise and Earth) My knees won't bend My hands won't fold I've sworn dissent upon your Father I am the Sethian And you forget your god is a demon I bleed in the lies you are preaching This coffin in my heart enclosed in the deepest dark I was brought here by the blasphemy of God The perisher of Thought Our knees won't bend Our hands won't fold We've sworn dissent upon your Father I am the Sethian And you forget your god is a demon I bleed in the lies you are preaching The world is dreaming (and) Your god is a demon And mine is a mountain of souls' screaming