I am he who is called ‘I Am’, the architect and the maker
Mine is the guiding hand, I am my own creator
I need no myths or legends, to explain my presence on this earth
No promised hell or heaven, to justify my worth
This flesh that I now wear is nothing but a vessel
Serving to house the soul immortal
I am the demiurge, I dictate my own reality
And the only commandment that I keep, is a simple mantra…
I am not the prodigal son, nor my brother’s keeper
My work cannot be undone, I acknowledge no master
For I am no man’s servant, and no man’s slave
And I will suffer no man’s chains
These hands shall be my tools, with them I shall build
A world for me to rule and bend to my will
I am the demiurge, I dictate my own reality
And the only commandment that I keep, is a simple manta
I rule me
I rule me
I am the demiurge, I dictate my own reality
And the only commandment that I keep, is a simple manta
I rule me