Weight of the World Songtext
von Sascha Paeth’s Masters of Ceremony

When the world is off the angle
And the load impends to crush
Your thin light shell to pieces
And morning never seems to come

Trapped in myself to find a way
A little path to follow

Sign of the times
Burning edges
And I cannot fall down
The weight of the world is pushing me off the hinges
But I will not fall down

Through the boundaries of conception
Pushed to always move away
From all you ever wanted
It seems like nothing′s here to stay


Each labyrinth of destiny
Will leave a thread to follow

Sign of the times
Burning edges
And I cannot fall down
The weight of the world is pushing me off the hinges
But I will not fall down

Sign of the times
Burning edges
And I cannot fall down
The weight of the world is pushing me off the hinges
But I will not fall down

Sign of the times
Burning edges
And I cannot fall down
The weight of the world is pushing me off the hinges
But I will not fall down