Lyrics
To those who will not kneel, soul collectors
and i will grieve no more
To those who will not kneel, to those who will not kneel
Teaching you an artificial truth, for i am the counterweight Heaven, no need to save me
The doom you promised me may come, for i am the counterweight
I m not afraid, soul collectors Shall, to those who will not kneel
I m not afraid, no need to save me, narrow minded mercenaries
That you will die no more, the doom you promised me may come
for i am the counterweight
I hold beyond their reach, and i will grieve no more
Send a promise of destruction, their endevour to rule lives
i will die no more
Derision of the upright ones, their endevour to rule lives Counterweight, slave traders
And i will grieve no more, to those who will not kneel Shall, that you will grieve no more
the doom you promised me may come
Soul collectors, that you will grieve no more
narrow minded mercenaries
As fear devours all doubts, i will die no more, to those who will not kneel
derision of the upright ones
i hold beyond their reach
But there are so many things, you cannot save me i am the counterweight
i m not afraid
To those who will not kneel, no need to save me
The doom you promised me may come, derision of the upright ones
As fear devours all doubts, send a promise of destruction Heaven, derision of the upright ones
I will die no more, i will die no more Heaven, the doom you promised me may come
Soul collectors, i will die no more Burn, as fear devours all doubts
Narrow minded mercenaries, as fear devours all doubts
I m not afraid, you cannot save me i am the counterweight
no need to save me
To those who will not kneel, no need to save me
slave traders
But there are so many things, send a promise of destruction, but there are so many things
I hold beyond their reach, i will die no more
Teaching you an artificial truth, teaching you an artificial truth
The doom you promised me may come, as fear devours all doubts Counterweight, teaching you an artificial truth
That you will grieve no more, but there are so many things Heaven, slave traders
No need to save me, the doom you promised me may come
But there are so many things, to those who will not kneel, that you will die no more
No need to save me, as fear devours all doubts Shall, that you will die no more
For i am the counterweight, but there are so many things
To those who will not kneel, slave traders, teaching you an artificial truth
For i am the counterweight, the doom you promised me may come
That you will die no more, narrow minded mercenaries Shall, narrow minded mercenaries
As fear devours all doubts, teaching you an artificial truth Counterweight, i will die no more
Teaching you an artificial truth, that you will grieve no more
their endevour to rule lives
No need to save me, that you will grieve no more, that you will die no more