The chair's been kicked, a rope tied to the rafters, blue-faced and broken-necked I die. Relieving my vision from the sick fucking stare of that hated sun burning the sky. Slumped like a headless scarecrow, cold and limp against the wall. Blood paints a pattern of Rorschach design, thawing the winter that burdens this heart.
Shit-stained and shameful, an exit in disgrace. Not a splash but just a ripple left, I end this life in vain.
[Solo]
In the dead of the darkness I breach the still lake, toward the reflection of the moon. The night-colored liquids arresting my lungs, finally at peace in this watery tomb.
Destroy this fragile body to be gorged upon by worms. Not a splash but just a ripple is left in the wake of my merciless scorn.
Beyond those cursed stars above lies the answer that I seek. On the backs of bullets rides my name, longing to kiss my cheek. Resentfully decline, retire this hated life. Without guilt I break these veins, carved with salvation's knife.
[Solo]
Turn not away, avert not your face, this is how it was meant to be. In silence found hanging there 'bove a pool of waste, the beauteous workings of mortality. No one can truly touch another parallel never to cross. Pointless, fumbling, sad mistake only capable of pain.
Beyond those cursed stars above lies the answer that I seek. On the backs of bullets rides my name, longing to kiss my cheek. Resentfully decline, retire this hated life. Without guilt I break these veins, carved with salvation's knife
Shit-stained and shameful, an exit in disgrace. Not a splash but just a ripple left, I end this life in vain.
[Solo]
In the dead of the darkness I breach the still lake, toward the reflection of the moon. The night-colored liquids arresting my lungs, finally at peace in this watery tomb.
Destroy this fragile body to be gorged upon by worms. Not a splash but just a ripple is left in the wake of my merciless scorn.
Beyond those cursed stars above lies the answer that I seek. On the backs of bullets rides my name, longing to kiss my cheek. Resentfully decline, retire this hated life. Without guilt I break these veins, carved with salvation's knife.
[Solo]
Turn not away, avert not your face, this is how it was meant to be. In silence found hanging there 'bove a pool of waste, the beauteous workings of mortality. No one can truly touch another parallel never to cross. Pointless, fumbling, sad mistake only capable of pain.
Beyond those cursed stars above lies the answer that I seek. On the backs of bullets rides my name, longing to kiss my cheek. Resentfully decline, retire this hated life. Without guilt I break these veins, carved with salvation's knife
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The last couple lines of the last verse speak of the futility and pain of life.
"No one can truly touch another parallel never to cross. Pointless, Fumbling, sad mistake only capable of pain."
The beginning chorus is speaking indirectly of the breathless oblivion "beyond those cursed stars." The second line mentions another method of death, which is by a bullet "longing to kiss my cheek." The last couple lines are my favorite, as they are the most profound to me.
"Resenfully decline, retire this hated life. Without guilt I break these veins, carved with salvation's knife."
These are obviously the words of somebody who hates life so much that he hands it back, saying "No thanks."
Ultimately, I believe this song is about how a person can be so fed up with life that they are overcome with the passion to kill themselves, and are so deluded to believe that an answer awaits them in death.
thedethlyllama you remind me of my friend. because he too shares your stupidity and has a tunneled vision on everything like suicide is for pussies and other dumb things like that, you get it you share the stupidity or known to you dumbness
but i would just like to say this song is amazing
like every black dahlia song the lyrics have a way of seeming deeper then most deathmetal lyrics and not like he says these things so much for any kind of shocker value...like cannibal corpse or any other bands aiming to disgust people
dahlia's lyrics have always felt more real to me and these ones are bone chilling
"look not away, avert not your face, this is how it was meant to be"
I happen to think that pretty much all of the lines represent an internal monologue of various persons either commiting suicide or those who intend to do so.
The protagonist is obviously the guy who hung himself because he is mentioned in the first and third verse. The interesting/weird thing is, that he describes it from a kind of "out of body" - third person - kind of view. As if he had already hung himself and now watches his own body and in the third verse he sees how someone finds his body.
However, there are those two lines that seem to be important and kind of stick out from the rest.
"No one can truly touch another parallel..."
"Pointless - fumbling - sad mistake..."
Either Trevor breaks the monologue here and tries to make a statement of his own or this is still the monologue of the guy who hung himself. He seems to regret it in the end 'cos he wasn't able to reach the afterlife(or whatever he hoped for) and now seems to think of the suicide as a "pointless, fumbling and sad mistake".
The chorus of the song is a monologue too and supposedly stands for the thoughts of people thinking about the act of suicide. When you think about it that way, it makes it pretty awesome that Trevor endlessly repeats the chorus at the end of the song until both his voice and the song fades out, 'cos every single one of these chorus blocks could stand for a person who is commiting suicide right now, at this very moment.
This song could have easily been the last song on the album with the dramatic ending it has. I bet they thought about doing it that way, but maybe felt that it would have been too depressive. Instead we got "Warborn" depicting a war scene which was pretty awesome too.
If you take all what I said for granted, you could take this interpretation even further to why they ultimately picked a war scene to end this album....