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' screamingTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
