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