Brothel

Unveiling the Abyss: Autumn Lies Buried's Dark Reflections
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Lyrics

Let me introduce myself

Introduction of the speaker.

I really take pride in my cunning and stealth

Expressing pride in cunning and stealth.

But since you turned around might as well go ahead and explain

Addressing someone turned around, preparing to explain actions.

All the things imma do to your brain

Hinting at manipulating or affecting the listener's mind.

Fina take you to a state of utter enlightenment

Planning to lead the listener to a state of enlightenment.

Bitch wait a minute where you going? Stop fighting it

Encouraging the listener to stop resisting and accept the experience.

Revelations of humanity's own insanity

Revealing the insanity within humanity.

Proof is when they hear me speak they write it off as ramblings

People dismissing the speaker's words as ramblings.

Open up your minds and eye and be surprised by lies

Encouraging openness to surprise and realization of hidden lies.

That you can't surmise you're hypnotized

Highlighting hypnotic influence and lack of awareness.

Realize that the ones you idolize make this a world to be despised

Criticizing idolization, portraying the world as despised.

It's not about angels and demons it's about our vehement neglect of reason

Rejecting traditional concepts of good and evil, focusing on neglect of reason.

All to please evil I don't care its unfair

Indifference towards evil deeds for personal gain.

Tell them get the fuck out that's word to the sooth sayers

Commanding evil forces to leave, referencing soothsayers.


Greed the true purveyor of this mercy

Greed portrayed as the true source of mercy.

Omnipotent fatal clutch ever enclosing

Omnipotent control leading to the exclusion of the deemed unworthy.

We are simple pawn they deem unworthy

Viewing people as pawns, forgotten and diverging.

The multitude are forgotten we're diverging

Emphasizing the abandonment of the multitude.


Can you hear the sea shell sound

Asking if the listener can hear a metaphorical sea shell sound.

Listen to my hole of a soul ain't no hope cause I'm hell bound

Describing a hopeless, hell-bound state of the speaker's soul.

When the irons clap down and dragged to the prison of my brain

Referring to imprisonment within the speaker's mind.

No escape from the hell hounds

No escape from inner struggles represented by hell hounds.

Insecurities eat away at my patience

Insecurities eroding patience.

Complacence is not an option the bane of my generation

Rejecting complacency as a generational curse.

I struggle for Motivation to chase my dreams

Struggling to find motivation to pursue dreams.

But it seems like a lost cause and it drives me up the fucking wall

Frustration with the seeming futility of the speaker's cause.

Though I try to stand tall through adversity

Effort to stand tall despite adversity.

I must admit it's getting difficult to fight this curse in me

Admitting the difficulty in fighting an internal curse.

Logic dispersing and demons are getting bloodthirsty

Logical thinking fading, and demons becoming bloodthirsty.

Worsening perverse desire for fire and controversy

Intensifying desire for chaos and controversy.

And the shit won't stop until the world is a mushroom cloud

Apocalyptic imagery, predicting a world turning into a mushroom cloud.

So I won't back down, until they shoot me down in Cold blood

Determination not to back down even in the face of death.

What I'm saying is if your great is corrupted I will hunt you down

Pledging to confront and oppose corrupted greatness.


The machinations of sadists forever reap complacence

Describing sadistic schemes leading to widespread complacency.

Wanton abrasions will taint the flesh of perverted nations

Foreseeing harm to the flesh of perverted nations.

The rapist hastens the break of graces the reclamation

Highlighting the hastening of destructive actions.

No thirst is sated we die by the whim of reprobates so

Emphasizing perpetual suffering under reprobates' whims.

We're shifting back to the way of old

Anticipating a return to brutal, primal ways.

Their heads on pikes our only need the rest is left untold

Expressing the need for severe consequences for wrongdoers.

The lyrics of this song contain explicit content.
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