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!