Recluse
Journey Through Decay: Unveiling the Shadows of 'Recluse'
Lyrics
Within the shadows of the ever-barren,
Describing a desolate and shadowy place.
we decompose like decrepit particles,
Expressing decomposition akin to deteriorating particles within the inner self.
windows of your inner being.
Reference to the inner self through metaphorical windows.
Neglecting what is loved.
Ignoring or abandoning what is cherished.
It's the absence of substenance.
Highlighting the lack of essential sustenance.
Struggling to exist
Struggling for existence within an empty shell.
in this hallowed yet hollow shell.
Describing the shell as both sacred and empty.
Hey you, your guard's up but the whole room can see straight through.
Pointing out someone's lack of concealment despite guarded behavior.
Your exoskeleton is plastic,
Metaphorically describing a person's protective outer layer as plastic and deteriorating.
melting 'round the edges and dripping down your spine.
Imagery of physical decay affecting the individual.
You've got very little time.
Warning about limited time, with a claim on a significant portion of it.
And most of it is mine anyways.
Asserting ownership or influence over the person's time.
Oh no! Don't hesitate, they can sense it.
Encouraging swift action, implying sensitivity to hesitation.
Within the shadows of the ever-barren,
Reiteration of the desolate setting and decomposition theme.
we decompose like decrepit particles.
Continuation of decay metaphor and the invasive presence.
Can you feel me crawling through your inner being?
Invading someone's inner self, creating a sense of intrusion.
You're a hollow shell that once existed.
Describing the person as an empty shell with a past existence.
Did you come into the sending?
Questioning the person's origin or purpose.
So send me away. We all just end up as dust.
Encouraging expulsion, emphasizing the ultimate fate of becoming dust.
Glorified ash. Rust. Welcome, my guest, to the attic!
Welcoming someone to a metaphorical attic, suggesting a strange environment.
Just shut the trap behind you, don't panic, we don't mean to startle you.
Assuring the newcomer and downplaying any intention to cause alarm.
If you could just remove all your clothes,
Suggesting a need for vulnerability and submission.
shut your mouth and relax and we'll remove a part of you.
Detailing a process of removal and potential alteration.
Wrap her up, wrap her up, wrap her up.
Repetition with emphasis, possibly indicating forceful action.
Struggle deep inside the cobweb, we can feel the strands shake off.
Describing an internal struggle within a complex situation.
Fill up my stomach with heartbeats!
Metaphorical consumption of emotional experiences.
Skitter backwards into cluttered recesses, your home is ours!
Asserting dominance and possession over the individual's living space.
Everything you threw out, abandoned;
Claiming discarded items as their own and reconstructing them.
we took as our own, built it up in our own way.
Highlighting the transformation of abandoned things into a new form.
Mansion of mess! A legacy of refuse, eaten memories and scars.
Describing the transformed space as a mansion of chaos, filled with memories and scars.
Don't stay. I don't care, just let me be or make me whole.
Expressing indifference to staying or leaving, with a plea for completeness.
Walk, crawl, run. As long as you don't forget this place, our faces, these old floors.
Encouraging various modes of movement, emphasizing the importance of remembering.
"Home is where the hearts are," said the hunger to the waiting predator.
Quoting a twisted version of "Home is where the heart is," with hunger as the guiding force.
Now I know where to go. "Home is where the fun starts,"
Reiterating the concept of home, now associating it with the commencement of enjoyment.
said the hunger to the waiting predator.
Restating the hunger's guidance toward a destination.
Yeah, I know where to go. Go for the throat.
Affirmation of knowledge and determination to pursue a decisive action.
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