With the weight of the world on my shoulders How shall I progress? As the pain shall run through me In Solitude The skies are toiling Oh, I cannot wait for them to fall And bring that blackened rain And now, the storms that roar Upon these rocky shores Rip forth from this, our watery womb Though destitute of being We are condemned To walk this earth, alone We are condemned To hating everything Dragging the deadwood Behind me (behind me) It's time to cut the ropes Ah, with the weight of the world on my shoulders How shall I progress? As the pain shall run through me In Solitude The skies are falling To bring that blackened rain Forth upon the world How shall I progress? As the pain shall run through me In Solitude The skies are falling To pour that blackened rain Within the ashes of the deadwood The gems that I found Were not worth their weight in lies Within the ashes of the deadwood The gems that I found Cast away, now belong to someone else And so it goes And so the embers die