Rebellion - Samael

Two alone in a sack of skin

Playing the role of slave master of war

That is my lot

Separated but still united

Bound to emptiness, bound to flesh

That is my hell

Penitent rebel

Riding the ether or grovelling in the mud

I know how little is the value

Of that which has a price

Rebellion!

Instinct is not the path of man

Rebellion!

Renunciation is not the divine way

Two alone in a sack of skin

Playing the role of slave master of war

That is my lot

Separated but still united

Bound to emptiness, bound to flesh

Captured and tortured

I don’t want this, I want to leave

How can one go when on has already arrived?

Flight is an illusion

And even triumph is bitter

When only the battle is counted

I know how little is the value

Of that which has a price

Rebellion!

Instinct is not the path of man

Rebellion!

Renunciation is not the divine way

Rebellion!