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 … 

 

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