This song seemingly tackles the methods of deception those who manipulate others use to get victims to follow their demands, as well as diverting attention away from important issues. They'll also use it as a means to convince people to hate or kill others by pretending acts of terrorism were committed by the enemy when the acts themselves were done by the masters of control to promote discrimination and hate. It also reinforces the idea that these manipulative forces operate in various locations, infiltrating everyday life without detection, and propagate any and everywhere.
In general, it highlights the danger of hidden agendas, manipulation, and distraction, serving as a critique of those who exploit chaos and confusion to control and gain power, depicting a cautionary tale against falling into their traps. It encourages us to question the narratives presented to us and remain vigilant against manipulation in various parts of society.
Worlds are burning out to the endless shame of this mistaken way
We wither on and on in this game we play
Go ring on the bells of war and head straight into the lion's cage
You went and told your secrets here
So you can take to the grave
cause there is no stopping me, so long
Love hanging, dead man's curtain
Believe in me as I believe in this
The end is now starting
oh, so please just take your seat
and live your last moments waving goodbye, desperately
Having a nice day while we're
swinging from gallows perched atop
Fool sit still watching priests playing god
Spill on through killing fields, the blood of desperate men can change
The thirst of a boy who breathes again
So you can take to the grave
but there is no stopping me
Love hanging, dead man's curtain
Believe in me and I've been holding you back
The end is now starting
oh, so please just take your seat
and live your last moments waving goodbye, desperately
Having a nice day while we're
swinging from gallow's perched atop
Fool sit still watching priests playing god
There is no room for words against them now
Cause you're my guiding light, they couldn't make a sound
Is there a way to say? To incriminate? Oh, listen to me
Oh, well baby, open that door
So you can take to the grave
cause there is no stopping me, so long
Love hanging, dead man's curtain
Believe in me as I believe in this
The end is now starting
oh, so please just take your seat
and live your last moments waving goodbye, desperately
Having a nice day while we're
swinging from gallow's perched atop
Fool sit still watching priests playing god
We wither on and on in this game we play
Go ring on the bells of war and head straight into the lion's cage
You went and told your secrets here
So you can take to the grave
cause there is no stopping me, so long
Love hanging, dead man's curtain
Believe in me as I believe in this
The end is now starting
oh, so please just take your seat
and live your last moments waving goodbye, desperately
Having a nice day while we're
swinging from gallows perched atop
Fool sit still watching priests playing god
Spill on through killing fields, the blood of desperate men can change
The thirst of a boy who breathes again
So you can take to the grave
but there is no stopping me
Love hanging, dead man's curtain
Believe in me and I've been holding you back
The end is now starting
oh, so please just take your seat
and live your last moments waving goodbye, desperately
Having a nice day while we're
swinging from gallow's perched atop
Fool sit still watching priests playing god
There is no room for words against them now
Cause you're my guiding light, they couldn't make a sound
Is there a way to say? To incriminate? Oh, listen to me
Oh, well baby, open that door
So you can take to the grave
cause there is no stopping me, so long
Love hanging, dead man's curtain
Believe in me as I believe in this
The end is now starting
oh, so please just take your seat
and live your last moments waving goodbye, desperately
Having a nice day while we're
swinging from gallow's perched atop
Fool sit still watching priests playing god
Lyrics submitted by Bskiffington
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I don't think these are very accurate, I guessed the best I can. If anyone can decipher them better, let me know and I'll edit it.
Some suggestions:
"We wither on and on, in this game we play" "Go ring on the bells of War, and head straight into the lion's cave" "Your weapons told your secrets here" "Believe in me as I won't believe in this" "So please just take your seat, and live your last moments waving goodbye, desperately" on the the second take to your grave: "but there is no stopping me" with no "so long." "Lungs hanging, this dead man's curtain. Believe in me, cause I've been holding you back!" "Cause you're my guiding lie/line/light, they couldn't make a sound." "Oh, well baby open the door."
And this is what I got after "gallows perched atop," though I'm not certain on it. "Phone sitting still watching please play in your own armor."
swinging from gallow's perched atop Fool sit still while they ?
I think the first part of ? is "please let him go!"
I think its "fools sit still watching priest playing god"
I agree with this fully. Still can't understand the very last part though.
I hear something similar to this "fools sit still watching priests playing god" and then I hear either "in armor" or "in numbers" not really sure. I love the eerie ambient noise through the song though. Its haunting
Possible changes:
"Love hanging this dead man's curtain" "swinging from gallows perch at dawn"
Also, where does everyone think this song was originally supposed to fit into the track listing? Would it slide between "Guns of Summer" and "Juggernaut"? Appears to be further conversation between Ryan and Marth (SPOILER ALERT: presumably in Marth's chamber before his death).
I think it's: ~ fool's sit still watching priests playing God, in our worlds ~