Hateful Hate, I'll Kill You
Rising from Hate: Black Mirrors' Provocative Journey
Lyrics
I want my sleep back
I desire to reclaim the tranquility of my sleep.
My soul tastes bitter
My inner self feels unpleasant or resentful.
Since the moon has turned into the darkest blue
The moon, symbolizing a serene time, has transformed into a deeply ominous shade of blue.
In a mist of hate, we stumble blind
We navigate blindly through a fog of hatred.
And no one is to blame oh well... oh yeah...
No specific individual is at fault for the current state of affairs.
Allowing things to die on a sinking ship
We allow things to perish on a sinking ship, possibly representing a doomed situation.
How silly is that?
Expressing disbelief or irony about the situation.
We're letting our lies shape our pride again
We are allowing falsehoods to shape our sense of pride once again.
How silly is that?
Reiteration of the irony in allowing surprises to drown us.
We act surprised and let it all drown again
Reacting with surprise and letting circumstances overwhelm us again.
We're told we must thrive
We are instructed to thrive for a better life.
So we can live better
Abandoning an eternal and harmful belief system that causes harm to all.
Drop out eternal growing cult that kill us all
Questioning if the pain inflicted is a twisted form of blessing.
Is this a hurtful blessing in a world of pain?
Highlighting a society where those in power contribute to a nation filled with angry minds.
Where power leads to a nation of rageous minds
In a world under oppressive circumstances, ambitious dreams will wither away.
Under iron stars, this boundless dream will fade
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Slaughtered body
Describing a violently killed body.
Every night and day, fire a gun
Regularly experiencing violence and conflict, possibly symbolized by firing a gun.
Hateful hate tears us apart
Expressing that intense hatred is causing separation and division.
How silly is that?
Reiterating the irony of letting lies shape pride.
We're letting our lies shape our pride again
Allowing deception to influence our sense of pride again is highlighted ironically.
How silly is that?
Repeating the irony in acting surprised and succumbing to overwhelming circumstances.
We act surprised and let it all drown again
Reiterating the pattern of being surprised and letting challenges submerge us once more.
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