Monsters
Monsters Unleashed: A Journey Through Pain and Poetry
Lyrics
It's dark in here but I find my way around
Navigating through a challenging situation despite the darkness.
The screams push and pull from soft to loud
Intense emotions fluctuating between soft and loud expressions.
I've been to hell and back to find everything eaten by the wolves outside
Enduring hardships and returning from a difficult journey, only to find everything destroyed by external forces.
And I'm breaking down
Experiencing a breakdown.
I've built monsters from the parts I find
Creating monsters metaphorically from internal pain, and these creatures contribute to the formation of songs in the darkness.
With what's left of the pain inside
-They stand back where the darkness hides
-And songs form from their tortured cries
-I've built monsters from the parts I find
-With what's left of the pain inside
-They stand back where the darkness hides
-And songs form from their tortured cries
-The screams back off better bring them back again
Calling for the return of screams, possibly seeking familiar discomfort as an anchor.
'Cause I feel so lost outside my skin
Feeling lost outside one's own identity or comfort zone.
I've known no other way to find the poetry that buries down inside
Using hardship as a means to discover buried poetic elements within.
And I'm breaking down
Experiencing another breakdown.
I've built monsters from the parts I find
Continuing the theme of creating monsters and deriving songs from their cries.
With what's left of the pain inside
-They stand back where the darkness hides
-And songs form from their tortured cries
-I've built monsters from the parts I find
-With what's left of the pain inside
-They stand back where the darkness hides
-And songs form from their tortured cries
-Unholy guards
Referring to unholy guards leading astray into darkness.
Lead me on the wrong trail
-Unholy guards
-Lead me on the wrong trail
-Where darkness hides and prevails
-Cries of the past
Recalling past experiences, transitioning from boyhood to manhood with pain.
Crawl back into my brain
-From boyhood to manhood in sweet pain
-I've built monsters from the parts I find
Reiterating the creation of monsters and the formation of songs from inner pain.
With what's left of the pain inside
-They stand back where the darkness hides
-And songs form from their tortured cries
-I've built monsters from the parts I find
-With what's left of the pain inside
-They stand back where the darkness hides
-And songs form from their tortured cries
-I've built monsters from the parts I find
Continuing the depiction of building monsters and deriving songs from their tortured cries.
With what's left of the pain inside
-They stand back where the darkness hides
-And songs form from their tortured cries
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