Weight of a dead heart

Crumbling foundations laid

Searching for a cure

All the sacrifices made

Still we must endure

One day into another

To walk on the sun

Why even bother

When the soul is shunned

Never being understood

A turned back on all who love

All the regrets that rise above

A ship cast upon the flood

The beating heart

Carries the weight of life

Through rage and joy love and strife

As the beating stops

from pain and shame

The dead heart weighs the same

Feels like a crown of thorns

A heavy burden to resist

From the day the earth was born

Without it none could exist

Smothered by a shroud of loss

Wading in the river Styx

Dragged down by iron cross

The great and final fix

Never being understood

A turned back on all who love

All the regrets that rise above

A ship cast upon the flood

The beating heart

Carries the weight of life

Through rage and joy love and strife

As the the beating stops

From pain and shame

The dead heart weighs the same

Kneeling in the mire

To glory we must yield

Burnt by the fire

Or peace in green and verdant fields

We all have to face defeat

Strange how a dead heart beats