The Butcher
Twisted Realities Unleashed: The Butcher Babies' Haunting Revelations
Lyrics
I pull my hair at night, motherfucker
I express frustration or anguish by pulling my hair at night
My dreams they swallow me whole
My dreams completely engulf me
And take me to faraway places, places that I'll never go
I'm taken to distant and unattainable places in my dreams
Where gangs of this faceless cry, so bloody eyeless red
In these places, groups without distinct identities cry with blood-red, eyeless faces
They're chasing after me
Faceless entities pursue me
And I'm swimming in a poll of the blood they shed
I find myself in a pool of blood shed by these entities
It's a fucked up time to be alive
The current time is troubling and challenging
It's a fucked up way to get clean
Overcoming challenges involves a disturbing process
And the bloods not stopping
Bloodshed continues relentlessly
It's a fucked up thing to believe
Believing in certain things is disturbing
But you better believe me
Despite the disturbing nature, the speaker emphasizes the truth of their words
Shadows juxtaposed and raw
Contrasting and unprocessed shadows
Paradox has become the law
Paradox has become a governing principle
Destruction comes our way
Destruction is approaching
Everyone is lost not a one can be saved
Everyone is lost, and no one can be saved
Don't mourn the quiet ones as they die
There's no need to mourn the quiet ones as they perish
Laugh at the silencers
Suggests mockery or indifference towards those who silence others
What will we learn when every human scream is heard?
Raising a question about the lessons learned when every human scream is acknowledged
Now I'm tasting every drop of blood that they bled for me
The speaker is now experiencing the aftermath of the bloodshed in a visceral way
I'll be burning every inch of skin that they gave to me
The speaker expresses a desire to eradicate the physical reminders of the ordeal
Now I'm consuming every twisted truth that they fed to me
The speaker confronts and digests distorted truths fed to them
I'll be purging every fallacy they've injected into me
A commitment to purging false beliefs injected into the speaker
By the book of the butcher
Refers to a book associated with the butcher, possibly symbolizing a sinister influence
I was meant to bring it to her
The speaker was destined to present something to a female figure related to the butcher
With the knife held strong and steady
The speaker is poised with a knife, possibly for a significant action
The silence was so deafening
Describes an overwhelming silence
I could only hear Ed singing his praises
Reference to someone named Ed singing praises, possibly connected to the silence
Of what he made me
Ed praises what he made the speaker into
This violence is golden a calming breath pre kill
Describes violence as a valuable and calming act before a killing
Exhale as the knife cuts through the skin
The act of exhaling while cutting through skin with a knife
Ed came to me to satisfy his dying wish
Ed approaches the speaker with a dying wish, adding a layer of complexity to the narrative
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