The weight of a crown can bend one's spine Into the most grotesque shapes When the neck is burdened with heavy lies One sees the world in brand new ways I fear not men or beasts, nor the monsters of the sea Death by the coward's hand Or enslavement caused by wicked schemes Stringing together the clippings of a dying age The gaping fallacies beholden inside every page The truth lies inside the spacing a of white Those words hold no power, their weight is light They say: Tame your tongue, bind your mouth You know He's listening But I say: Weigh your words, forget what you have heard Because I'm listening, there's fault in everything He says: I may lose the battle, but the fight will go ever on Every knee will bow and every tongue will confess The King calls me into His arms The weight of a crown can bend one's spine Into the most grotesque shapes When the neck is burdened with heavy lies One sees the world in brand new ways Sharper than venom Darker than ravens He will tear the walls to the Kingdom to the ground Fabricating the need of His presence To shatter the walls of his weak-minded peasants They say: Tame your tongue, bind your mouth You know He's listening But I say: Weigh your words, forget what you have heard Because I'm listening, there's fault in everything He says