Unrelenting, their endeavour to rule lives
Teaching you an artificial truth
That you will grieve no more
That you will die no more
Narrow minded mercenaries
Slave traders, soul collectors

Send a promise of destruction to those who will not kneel
Derision of the upright ones; as fear devours all doubts

But there are so many things I hold beyond their reach
The doom you promised me may come, I'm not afraid
You cannot save me
I am the counterweight
No need to save me
For I'm the counterweight

And I will grieve no more
And I will die no more

There are so many things I hold beyond their reach
The doom you promised me may come, I'm not afraid
You cannot save me
I am the counterweight
No need to save me
For I'm the counterweight