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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