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!