Head hung low, as walk this lonesome path
No turning back, just aftermath
Just the wind sighs a heavy breath
The weight upon my shoulders rests, but through It all
I find eternal rest
Eternal rest
The weight, a constant, heavy friend
A burden I can't seem to mend
It pulls me down, this endless trend
But I won't be broken, I won't bend
The weight, I carry it until the end
The weight, a constant, heavy friend
A burden I can't seem to mend
It pulls me down, this endless trend
And whispers torment without end
But I won't be broken, I won't bend
The weight, I carry it until the end