The sulphur's smell
Creatures of the absurd,
lost in mazes absurds
a thousand bodies a thousand free souls
Heaven
on earth
Holy land to castaways
Created by the will
By Baphomet's power;
MIDIAN, oh MIDIAN,
home of the
light
underground's frozen walls,
MIDIAN, in MIDIAN,
to far away for the sight of the blind mankind
The repudiated
tribe
Survives in freedom
Only driven by
Their instinct and desires
For this massacreted
Dreamers in freedom
Guilty
to embody
The man's secret dream,
MIDIAN, oh MIDIAN
Welcome your son,
MIDIAN, oh MIDIAN
Into your frozen
womb!
