Noble Lords

You're standing here, you noble lords so silent about my crime
And though you have put me in chains, it is you who wish to die
To sit beside your great divine is your strongest desire
And all of us who won't take your vows, you commit to holy fire.

You see in me the devil's eyes and think it freedom's price
I bend no knee to gods above, they're constructs of your minds
You condemn yourselves to eternal life, and call it sacred rite
But no, I'll keep my head held high, as you bask in your tainted light.

There is no need to cast you down, we should be unified
We're divided by theology, beliefs of archaic times
So take my life and burn my bones, may the fires reach the sky
If so you wish to murder me, I meet my end with pride.

No matter if it's cross or star, or hammer, moon, or rose
I will not bow before your throne, or the scriptures you impose.