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  • 作词 : Wasilewski, Wiwczarek
    Set is perhaps the most mysterious god of the ancient
    Egyptian pantheon:a lord of contradictions and conflicts,a god at once saving the world and rejected as a traitor,an incarnation of
    Other which, unlike all remaining
    Egyptian deities,was not even given a recognisable animal face.
    The red dunes are my home
    Far away from the black
    EarthI have to wait for the barbarians
    To come and worship me again
    Nightly I save you all from the serpent
    Which stalks the world with no end
    But you still kill me and castrate
    Turning me into my victim
    I am trampled by those whom
    I saveDespised down and up the river
    The double slayer, the isolator
    Set, the lord of desert, is me
    Riding the storms of sand so alien
    I amYou can't even give me the head
    There would be no life and rebirth
    Without my fratricide and fight with the bird
    Yet, you break my statues
    And spear them for a sign
    Of ungodly displacement
    And banishment to the edge of the night
    I am trampled by those whom
    I saveDespised down and up the river
    The double slayer, the isolator
    Set, the lord of desert, is me
  • 作词 : Wasilewski, Wiwczarek
    Set is perhaps the most mysterious god of the ancient
    Egyptian pantheon:a lord of contradictions and conflicts,a god at once saving the world and rejected as a traitor,an incarnation of
    Other which, unlike all remaining
    Egyptian deities,was not even given a recognisable animal face.
    The red dunes are my home
    Far away from the black
    EarthI have to wait for the barbarians
    To come and worship me again
    Nightly I save you all from the serpent
    Which stalks the world with no end
    But you still kill me and castrate
    Turning me into my victim
    I am trampled by those whom
    I saveDespised down and up the river
    The double slayer, the isolator
    Set, the lord of desert, is me
    Riding the storms of sand so alien
    I amYou can't even give me the head
    There would be no life and rebirth
    Without my fratricide and fight with the bird
    Yet, you break my statues
    And spear them for a sign
    Of ungodly displacement
    And banishment to the edge of the night
    I am trampled by those whom
    I saveDespised down and up the river
    The double slayer, the isolator
    Set, the lord of desert, is me