I don’t believe that I can stay here and watch them vilify my blood. I don’t believe that you are with me. It’s so beneath you, gazing up. I won’t kneel. I won’t bow. If you’re there now strike me down.
Oh, you’ve got nothing.
There is none higher than this blood And I won’t serve anyone. No there is nothing above And I don’t serve anyone, anyone.
There´s nothing above
Deep in my heart, a disbeliever only inviting in the truth. You’re in my heart, my disbeliever, as holy horror crushes you. I won’t kneel. I won’t bow. No one is there to strike me down Except the faithful.
I don’t believe that I can stay here and watch them vilify my blood.
I don’t believe that I can stay here and watch them vilify your love, my love. I won’t kneel. I won’t bow. If you’re there god strike me down. Strike me down. You won’t.