We Came As Romans, Fit For A King — Carry the Weight

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Carry the weight, broken and chained
All of my suffering on display
Is there solace in the struggle?

Grief, an open wound never healing
Brought to my knees, left with an echoing feeling
So tell me, is this it?
Is misery all that I’m left with?
Just tell me, is this it?
Can I get up or should I give in?
I carry the weight

Carry the weight, broken and chained
All of my suffering on display
Every day, is there solace in the struggle?
Carry the weight, broken and chained
Closing my eyes, I see your face
Every day, is there solace in the struggle?

As I’m surrounded by my grief
Brought to my knees

Unending pain, it fills the void that’s inside my heart
Leaving an emptiness in its wake
And since the moment that you departed
I’ve carried the weight

Carry the weight, broken and chained
All of my suffering on display
Every day, is there solace in the struggle?
Carry the weight, broken and chained
Closing my eyes, I see your face
Every day, is there solace in the struggle?
Is there solace in the struggle?
Is there solace in the struggle?

Through the blinding pain, you will be our sight
In our darkest days, we will find your light
Through the blinding pain, you will be our sight
In our darkest days, we will find your light
In our darkest days, we will find your light