The Sky Bearer-Becoming The Archetype

I Carried the sky on my BACK I Caught it the day that it FELL ALL Of the world had turned BLACK And stared into THE MOUTH OF HELL It crushed all the mountains And the tops of the TREES For a moment it even brought me to MY KNEES On my shoulders I lifted impossible WEIGHT Up the mountains I bore UNBEARABLE FREIGHT It was in silence that I arose⦠And in silence infin-it-y closed There are no words wastedâ¦â¦ When death is tasted IT WAS IN SILENCE THAT I AROSE AND IN SILENCE INFINITE CLOSED THERE ARE NO WORDS WASTED WHEN DEATH WHEN DEATH. IS. TASTED. I Carried the sky on my BACK ALL Of the world had turned BLACK And stared into THE MOUTH OF HELL It crushed all the mountains And the tops of the TREES For a moment it even brought me to MY KNEES On my shoulders I lifted impossible WEIGHT Up the mountains I bore UNBEARABLE FREIGHT