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Let the mass of a thousand earths
Rest on my shoulders
Let the fragile ground beneath me crumble
Rip the stars from the skyline and let them rain

Slowly the remaining light shining from the horizon is fading
The lively whistling of the birds cannot be heard anymore.

I stumble through the night without a promised morning.
Where do I go? What do I do?
I keep step with the cold breeze and walk with hope towards the rising sun.

Hours and hours are spent in the terrifying darkness,
But the wish to see the light again lets me carry my weight.
The sharp rocks cut my shoes the dry limbs of dying plants slice my face.
But nothing shall hold me back, nothing shall bring me down.

Let the mass of a thousand earths rest on my shoulders.
Let the fragile ground beneath me crumble.
Rip the stars from the skyline and let them rain.

As I reach the end of all, the edge of our earth,
Where water and rock fade into space,
I gaze upon eternal widths and behind our horizon.

What’s been hidden can now be seen.
I gaze upon the sun.
What’s been hidden can now be seen.
I gaze upon the sun.

Let the mass of a million earths rest on my shoulders.
Let my sheltering roof collapse.
Rip the stars from the skyline and let them fucking rain!

Neither will I fall nor will I fail.
Neither will I fall nor will I fail.


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