You wake up to your fate in pain, eyes burning in a veil of tears, in disbelief.
The truth leaves nothing to expect, it leaves no friends, no love, no dreams.
You're just a tap of hopes and fears, a set of levers and controls, a means for grief.
In the false choice of bad and worse you lack the tools for staying whole
Humanity is ripped from you, you lose your youthful innocence and gain the world.
A crushing weight it is, the world, a weight impossible to bear on human soul!
For, after all, it's up to you whether your world might fall apart
Dreams tempt disdain and ridicule, your soul's exposed to shams and whims,
And in the wake of your mistakes more pieces of your spirit fail, breaking your heart.
But after pain had run its course and your despair rained down on rocks the world's still there
Whatever torment you've been dealt, no matter how you're hurting still, there's someone worse.
The world is needy of your love, your life expects you to perform, to fight, to care.
And you can't let it hurt alone if you can help it, anymore,
You feel responsible somehow to stay its web of dreams on course
And there's no limit to the load, 'cause if you happen to succeed, it piles on more.
In word, in thought, in deed you stand, you test the limits of your will, you raise the bar
As you let go of your old dreams and close the chapter on your past your burned down heart
Allows the world you changed to be a mirror image of your soul, it's who you are.
