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The Weight

 

The Weight

(альбом: Sanctum - 2022)


Burdened by the weight of a thousand worlds
My legs begin to break
They snap and bring me down to my knees
When did I become this way?
In agony, I crawl onward
Crushed to dust like the soul inside
Struggling to raise this weight

Panic grows inside my soul
Sickened by sorrow left empty and cold
Such panic growing inside my soul
A headspace so heavy I'm losing control

Powerless the pressure testing how much weight that I can hold
Always on the edge of drowning, never taught myself to float
Falling
Flying is a fleeting feeling
Like Icarus I've flown too close

Sick to the soul
This weight keeps haunting me
I think I've lost control
Daily the pressure grows and builds in me
Put on a pedestal for everyone to judge and see

This weight is breaking me down
Into a fraction of a person that I dreamed to be
This pressure's such a burden
If you could only see the horrors dwelling in my mind
This pressure's such a burden
Heavy is the head of the ones who bear the crown

Crushed to death by the weight of a thousand worlds
Dragging my corpse by my fingers scrapped to the bone

Pressure grows inside us all
Sickened by sorrow left empty and cold
Pressure growing inside my soul
A headspace so heavy I've lost all control

Powerless the pressure testing how much weight that we can hold
Always on the edge of drowning never taught ourselves to float
Falling
Flying is a fleeting feeling

Frail are the fractures inside ourselves
Weakened by the daily strains
No one hears the cries for help
Hollow shell
Trembling
Struggling to raise this weight
Always forcing down on me
A fraction of what used to be
Crushed by the weight of eternity
Screaming out
Won't you please?
Someone help me lift this weight
All this pressure's killing me

Burdened by the weight of a thousand worlds
My legs begin to break
They snap and bring me down to my knees
When did I become this way?
In agony, I crawl onward
Crushed to dust like the soul inside
Struggling to raise this weight
Struggling to raise this weight
Struggling

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