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