Doomsday Stomp Lyrics

Lyric discussion by ominousoat 

Cover art for Doomsday Stomp lyrics by Project 86

Let's play a little game On scribbled paper You guess the letters And I'll draw the hanging man

[The game of hangman, you have so many chances until you lose, the world has had it's chances, and will still have many more but eventually will run out]

Hint number one is Five letters inscribed over The lips of eyeless woman [I agree with snowman, this does begin fitting the profile of "The Whore of Babylon" mentioned in Revelations, there's multiple beliefs on what it refers to, but I think it refers to society as a whole, so the word "Whore" is branded all over the blind society which has rejected a jealous God, read Habbakuk where God refers to Isreal as a whore which rejected him.] Asking me for needles and a thread to sew her head back together again

[A quick fix, not searching for God, searching for a stop gap solution]

She reaches forward And grabs ahold of my sleeve Her antennae wrap around me Her lungs infect me as she breathes...

[Not sure, perhaps the enticement of the world and society as a whole?]

The roadkill scent of violent city

[Pretty straightforward, it reeks of death and disgustingness]

Oh swollen anthill sore

[Putting us in perspective, existentially speaking we are nothing more than insects meaninglessly playing out our lives all while death is hovering above our heads]

Insects desperate cries

[Once society realizes it's chances are up, it'll repent "Every Knee Shall Bow"]

Oh infected for Doomsday stomp from the skies

[The Stomp is coming for them.]

This town made its guesses But can't spell her own name

[Helps out the "Whore" theory a bit]

A five letter word for the oncoming plague A stick figure dangling from stoplight grave

[Chances are up]