Atlas Arthritis

Atlas Arthritis: A Symphony of Struggle and Redemption
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Lyrics

The stars are on your shoulder

The burden or responsibility is upon you.

Just spin them around

Take control, manipulate or change the situation.

They'll hold you down

The responsibilities will anchor you in place.

This fragile home's creator

The one who created this delicate living space.

Won't save himself

Referring to the creator, who won't save themselves.

Don't ask for help

Independence is emphasized; don't seek assistance.


The crash of dreams on reality

Contrasting dreams with harsh reality.

Is louder than the crack of your bones

The failure or collapse is more resonant than physical pain.

As they fold underneath

Physical collapse is illustrated metaphorically.

It's the thought of this that kills the pain

Thinking about the situation helps numb the pain.

But it won't last forever

Temporary relief; the pain won't persist indefinitely.


The weight you bear will break ya

The burdens you carry will eventually overcome you.

These leaden clouds

Heavy, burdensome thoughts or situations.

Don't let them down

Don't let the weight of burdens affect your demeanor.

Your mind is not your marrow

Your thoughts do not define your essence.

Just save yourself

Save yourself before it's too late.

Before you're fell

Act independently; don't wait for rescue.


The clash of self with your sanity

Internal conflict jeopardizes mental stability.

Is drowned beneath the sound of their calls

The clash is overwhelmed by external influences.

As they fall at your feet

Others succumb to your strength.

It's the shot of this adrenaline

The rush of intense experiences fuels you.

That feeds your veins

These experiences sustain and energize you.

But it won't last forever

The intensity won't last indefinitely.


But Hell is so dark and deep

A dark and profound experience of hardship.

And Atlas's knees are weak

Even the mighty can falter under immense pressure.

This crumbling is meant to be

The collapse is part of a destined process.

Oh Empire, Empire, fall on me

An appeal to an overarching power for support.


But Hell is so dark and deep

Reiteration of the profound challenges of hardship.

And Atlas's knees are weak

Even the strongest can be vulnerable.

This crumbling is meant to be

The crumbling or falling apart is inevitable.

Oh Empire, Empire, fall on me

An appeal for a larger entity to bear the burden.

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