Charmer

I think this song is about a charmer who's basically a predator framing a less charming patsy for harming a victim close to the patsy

End me like a sick dog. Lose my body in vain. {here the charmer's saying he's a beast that should be put out like one, but it won't stop what's in motion}

Break my horse’s legs. Store me in a vase. {more bestial self references suggesting literally arresting their motion / ending their life}

I’ll fight my way out by teeth. Wave the stampede on with a flag. {the charmer will do whatever they can to get out of this through the power of the mob}

While you’ve convinced yourself of your existence, As the only form of life, Bestowed beneath the gift of grace. {while the patsy holds faith in 'the gift of grace' and doesn't look around for help, their solipsism them makes them an easy mark}

If I fire it straight through you, My only hope is that it finds its way back to him. If I fire it straight through you, My only hope is that it finds its way back to... {the charmer hopes that pinning this on the patsy goes further to hurt the original victim}

If I said you were the source, I only lied to displace myself from the blame. If I said you were the source, I only lied to displace myself from the blame. {the charmer is telling the patsy that they're only being framed to remove scrutiny from the charmer, it's not really about the patsy}

You have nothing to be proud of. You have nothing to be proud of. {telling the patsy not to be proud of bearing the punishment despite doing good / being good / having bunk faith}

If I fire it straight through you, My only hope is that it finds its way back to... If I fire it straight through you, My only hope is that it finds its way its way back to him. {the charmer hopes that pinning this on the patsy goes further to harm the victim}

I didn’t feel the hate like this. I didn’t feel the hate like this. I can’t find the words, I can’t let it go. Oh God, I didn’t feel the hate like this. {all of this didn't satiate the charmer's hate}

We walk in amazement to the kill, Caught in it’s glory. We walk in amazement to the kill, Caught in it’s glory. {people crowd to see the spectacle of punishment}

We walk in amazement to the kill We walk in amazement to the kill We walk in amazement to the kill As we are inert in our exalting awe. {ironic how people love to see justice in action through such barbaric eyes}

I’m not the jury or the judge. I am the gallows and the noose. {saying the patsy's been dead since they've been targeted, it's not about who they were or what they did}

I’ll fight my way out by teeth. Wave the stampede on with a flag, While you’ve convinced yourself of your existence, As the only form of life. the only form of life. {he'll do whatever he can through the force of the crowd while you convince yourself you'll handle yourself on your own}