Spectre at the Feast

Echoes of Despair: Confronting the Spectre at the Feast
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Lyrics

There's a spectre at the feast

There is a disturbing presence or ominous force at the gathering or celebration.

Feeding on my soul and drinking my hopes away

This force is consuming the speaker's inner self and diminishing their optimism.

There's a wind from the east

A metaphorical wind from the east symbolizing a troubling influence.

My heart grows cold, my rainbows turn to grey

The speaker's emotions are turning cold, and their once vibrant outlook is fading.

There's a spectre at the feast

The unsettling presence intensifies, causing emotional and physical damage.

Tearing me up and tossing my bones to the wolves

The force is not only affecting emotions but also causing personal destruction.

On the brink of defeat

At the edge of surrender or failure.

We're moving the goals and changing the rules

Changing objectives and altering the established rules of the situation.

Hey don't fall asleep

A plea to stay alert and not succumb to a passive state.

Don't close your eyes and drift away to some foreign land

A warning against escaping into an imaginary or distant world.

I know who you are - My fate is in your hands

The speaker recognizes someone's identity, and their destiny depends on that person.


There's a spectre at the feast

Reiteration of the unsettling presence, now identified as panic.

Panic has a face; it's looking at me right now

The tangible manifestation of fear is directed at the speaker.

There's the shadow of defeat

A sense of impending failure or defeat.

Got to rise and bring those demons down

A determination to confront and overcome inner demons.


Hey don't fall asleep

Repeat of the plea to remain vigilant and not lose consciousness.

Don't close your eyes and drift away to some foreign land

Reiteration of the warning against escaping reality.

I know who you are - My fate is in your hands

The speaker acknowledges the influence of someone over their fate.


Are they so pure, that they should judge me everyday?

Questioning the purity and right to judge of those around the speaker.

Am I so low in estimation, that none will hear a word I say?

Expressing a feeling of being undervalued, with a sense of unheard words.

Are they so sure, the human race should turn away?

Questioning the certainty that humanity should turn away from the speaker.

In every home to be unwelcome, and none will hear a word I say!

Feeling unwelcome in every home, with words going unheard.


This brave new world has fallen and decayed

A critique of a deteriorated and fallen "brave new world."

Are there no heroes just men with feet of clay?

Raising doubt about the existence of heroes, suggesting flawed individuals instead.


Are they so weak, that they despise me everyday?

Questioning the weakness and disdain of those who judge the speaker.

A painful demonstration that none will hear a word I say!

A painful demonstration of being ignored and unheard.


This brave new world has fallen and decayed

Reiteration of the fallen state of the brave new world.

Are there no heroes just men with feet of clay?

Raising doubt about the existence of heroes, suggesting flawed individuals instead (repeat).


Are you so pure?

A direct question about the purity of the listener.

This brave new world has fallen and decayed

Repetition of the fallen state of the brave new world.

Are there no heroes just men with feet of clay?

Raising doubt about the existence of heroes, suggesting flawed individuals instead (repeat).

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