Parkway Drive - Deadweight This is survival. This is my exile. I find no solace. I find no solace beneath a Godless sky. Will I find shelter in the places the Sun could never find? Now behold the consequence, the aftermath of ignorance, shackled to my worthless neck. Give me one reason to resist. So I slip below. I can t resist the undertow. So I slip below. I find no solace beneath a Godless sky. Will I find shelter in the places the Sun could never find? Because everything s turning black and I see no hope of turning back. Cold terror grips my lungs, to let it in would be to accept defeat. But what s left to fight for? When I look inside, nothingness confronts me. Vexed by the hands of time. This is survival. I against I. What s left inside? What s left inside? What s left inside? So I slip below. I can t resist the undertow. I can t resist. No, I can feel the deadweight. I can feel the deadweight of my soul dragging me from this world.编辑于2010/06/29更新