The weight of the world is on your shoulders
An albatross is in your eyes
Place your fears in a little back box and bury 'em at midnight
The weight of the world is on your neck now
And theres a hex upon your head
Put your baby teeth in an old soup can and bury 'em with the dead.
Bury em with the dead..
And now the curses growing stronger
And now you begin turning pale
And now the curses growing stronger
And now you begin turning pale
And now the voyage may begin
To travel far and wide begin within
Tell me what the hells that crawling around
In and underneath your skin
And now the curses growing stronger
And now you begin turning pale
And now the curses growing stronger
And now you begin turning pale
All aboard the ship of fools
Leave your earthly possessions behind
All aboard the ship of suffering
Hello and goodbye
Goodbye x8