Lyrics
Are my hands not black?
Questioning if hands are not tainted or corrupted.
Black with the filth of this ageless denial?
Hands depicted as black with the impurity of ageless denial.
From the first birthing breath, to the stillness of death
Reflecting on life from birth to death and the deception of the "right" path.
The light of the "right" has been deceived
The supposed righteousness has been misled or betrayed.
And thus we live our lives
Living life under this deception.
Always one step from the "heavens"
Being close to achieving a divine or ideal state.
Shattering the spell
Acting to break the enchantment or illusion.
One act that will free us
The decisive action that will liberate.
Shattering the spell
Continuation of the theme of breaking free from a spell.
Beaten by the lies of failure's conquest
Defeated by the falsehoods of failure.
One step from the "heavens"
Close to a divine state again.
Shattering the spell
Continued effort to shatter the illusion.
When every breath's a warning and every moment a sign,
Every breath and moment is a warning or sign.
Lay me amidst the pinewood walls to regain what once was mine
Desire to be laid among pinewood walls to reclaim something lost.
All's pale
Everything appears pale or lacking vitality.
Shattering the spell
Continued effort to break the enchantment.
Flesh pales
Flesh also loses vitality in the process of breaking the spell.
Shattering the spell
Reiteration of breaking the enchantment.
Are my hands not red?
Questioning if hands are not stained with the truth overcoming denial.
Red with the truth that has conquered denial?
Hands portrayed as red with the victorious truth.
From the first broken vow, to the last fighting breath
From the first broken vow to the last struggle for survival.
The light of the "right" has been deceived
Similar theme of the "right" path being deceived.
And thus we die
Death as a consequence of living under deception.
What's left, left for the living?
Questioning what is left for the living.
In the eyes of the purest truth?
In search of the purest truth in the eyes of the living.
What's left, left for the living?
Reiteration of the question about what is left for the living.
In the arms of denial's only son?
Living in denial's embrace or influence.
When every breath's a warning and every moment a sign,
Reiteration of the warning and signs in every breath and moment.
Lay me amidst the pinewood walls to regain what once was mine
Desire to be placed among pinewood walls to reclaim lost aspects.
All's pale
Continuation of the theme of everything appearing pale.
Shattering the spell
Continued effort to shatter the enchantment.
Flesh pales
Flesh losing vitality in the process of breaking the spell.
Shattering the spell
Reiteration of breaking the enchantment.
And thus we live our lives
Reiteration of living under deception and being close to a divine state.
Always one step from the "heavens"
Continued proximity to a heavenly or ideal state.
Shattering the spell
Acting to break the enchantment or illusion.
One act that will free us
The decisive action that will liberate.
Shattering the spell
Continuation of the theme of breaking free from a spell.
Beaten by the lies of failure's conquest
Defeated by the falsehoods of failure.
One step from the "heavens"
Close to a divine state again.
Shattering the spell
Continued effort to shatter the illusion.
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