Lyrics The Mass - Pyrrhon

The Mass

You were a child when you first felt it
The mass hiding inside you
Its silent, fibrous bulk within
Pressing itself into delicate tissues
And so you bore its weight
While:
Your bones twisted around it
You ate until you retched
It grew harder to breathe
The string in your back frayed
You put a good face on it
Fear cradled your soul in its palm
In the hours that bracket sleep
The doctors couldn’t find the mass
Their machines turned up nothing
But you knew it was there
You could feel it shifting
And so you gathered yourself ach day
And carried the mass in silenc
The anchor inside the quiet stoic
The spindle of strength that guides the unwinding
The heart of your truest self
The mass will abide inside you always
And will sink you by heartbeats in the end