I stood among liars and charted my path
their words for my guidance, their stares at my back
Let it trouble you none that I walk with a mask
I carry the burden
that you wouldn’t have

On the winds of momentum from whither I’ve come
the distance I’ve covered, the damage it’s done
To carry the trophy, I see how you run
But to carry the burden
there’s nary a one

Let the glory be given to him who would speak
who would loudest declare himself virtue elite
While he wearies your ears, let me weary my feet
I’ll carry the burden
unknown and discreet

Stay you safely within while I make for the door
Give your praise to the myth, but of me speak no more
State your theories of peace, keep your practice of war
I carry a burden
you’d care little for