Devil's Burning Whelp
Devil's Burning Whelp: A Journey Through Cursed Redemption
Lyrics
You shattered something else than my bones
You caused harm not only to my physical body but also to something deeper.
The scar you left I climbed into and made my home
The emotional scar you inflicted has become my dwelling place.
I'm the king of all that and everything
I perceive myself as the ruler of everything.
And I sit here alone forsaken and shivering
Despite my self-proclaimed kingship, I'm abandoned and feeling cold.
You roam the heavens that have me cursed to hell
You navigate celestial realms while I am condemned to hell.
I have become the Devil's burning whelp
I've transformed into a creature marked by the Devil's flames.
A servant to the halls I once roamed
Once a free wanderer, I'm now a servant to the places I used to roam.
And a king on his broken throne
A king on a throne shattered and in ruins.
This runs through me as blood through veins
This experience is an integral part of me, like blood flowing through veins.
I am stubborn and stupid a beggar and a king
Despite my flaws, I persist – a pauper and a monarch simultaneously.
Where is the grave where I can find my peace?
Searching for a peaceful resting place, perhaps in death.
Where can I bury the memories I no longer need?
Where can I bury memories that burden me no more?
I cling to something cursed and confused
I hold onto something cursed and bewildering.
Like gold and diamonds they cling to fools
Similar to how valuables cling to fools, my afflictions cling to me.
And I carry a madness within
I carry a form of madness within me.
I am a keeper of the original sin
I bear the weight of the original sin.
A mind filled with bad habits
My mind is filled with destructive habits.
And they thrive within
These habits thrive and persist within me.
Cuz this runs through me as blood through veins
Similar to blood in veins, this experience courses through me.
I am stubborn and stupid a beggar and a king
Stubborn and foolish, I exist as both a beggar and a king.
Yes this runs through me as blood runs through veins
Reiteration of the idea that the experience is an integral part of the speaker.
I am stubborn and stupid a beggar and a king
Despite flaws, I persist as both a beggar and a king.
And am I cursed?
Questioning whether there is a curse upon the speaker.
I seem to be repeating the same old words
Repetition of familiar words, indicating a sense of being stuck.
Like an animal I'm on my hands and feet
Comparing oneself to an animal, degraded and vulnerable.
Shattered, broken down and weak to my knees
Physically and emotionally broken, brought to weakness on knees.
I lay in a tomb with not even shallow peace
Lying in a tomb without even a semblance of peace.
I only have the memories I no longer need
Left only with burdensome memories that are no longer necessary.
You may roam the Heavens that have cursed me to hell
The contrast between the speaker's current state and the tormentor's freedom in heaven.
But at least I sit here as the Devil's burning whelp
Despite the suffering, there's a certain pride in being the Devil's burning whelp.
Cuz this runs through me as blood through veins
Reiteration that the experience is deeply ingrained, like blood in veins.
I am stubborn and stupid a beggar and a king
Stubborn and foolish, existing as both a beggar and a king.
Yes this runs through me as blood runs through veins
Reiteration of the theme that the experience is an intrinsic part of the speaker.
I am stubborn and stupid a beggar and a king
Despite flaws, persisting as both a beggar and a king.
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