The Locust Preacher

Echoes of Despair: The Struggle Within Revealed
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Lyrics

Static! Static! My jaundice gaze

Expressing a disturbed and sickly gaze, possibly influenced by illness or negativity.

Cover the mirrors, I don’t want to see

Desire to avoid self-reflection, suggesting a sense of self-disgust or discomfort.

Weakened and weary, return to my slumber

Feeling physically and emotionally drained, seeking escape through sleep.

Hands reaching slowly, I’m anchored in place

A sense of being trapped or stuck, with slow progress and limited movement.

Vessels of doom, prophets of terror

Reference to ominous figures, possibly symbolizing impending doom.

Doing their damning and terrible deeds

Individuals engaged in destructive and horrifying actions.

Trying to listen, struggling to answer

Struggling to comprehend and respond to disturbing voices from within.

Voices which come from the depth of my fear

Fearful voices emerging from deep within, adding to internal turmoil.

Am I a product of my surroundings, or does the nightmare follow me?

Reflecting on the impact of environment on personal identity and questioning the source of nightmares.

Am I stuck here between the shadows? Is there hope for my forgotten soul?

Feeling trapped between darkness and seeking redemption for a forgotten soul.

I’m alone but I’m not on my own

Loneliness despite not being truly alone, compelled to face inevitable fate.

Forced to meet with the bearers of fate

Forced encounters with the carriers of destiny, unable to avoid them.

Continuing to lose grip on all that surrounds me

Losing control over one's surroundings and reality.

And now I’m staring myself in the face

Confrontation with one's own identity, possibly reflecting inner struggles.

I’m hollow but fully contingent

Feeling empty yet interconnected with external forces.

Decomposing from the inside out

Undergoing internal decay and deterioration.

Clutching at the tail of my sanity

Desperately trying to maintain sanity but losing control.

And losing grip every second

A continuous struggle with mental stability, slipping away rapidly.

I can’t keep holding on

Acknowledging the inability to hold on to the current state of being.

But God help me if I try to let it go

Fearing the consequences of letting go, even though it seems impossible to hold on.

The sweet caress of unconscious release

Yearning for the unconscious escape from reality, despite the darkness.

Submerges me into the unknown

Being submerged into the unknown, possibly representing surrender to fate.

My helplessness is too much to bear

Expressing overwhelming helplessness and seeking a way to escape.

Please tell me there’s some way for me to escape

Pleading for a solution or escape from the current distressing situation.

I can’t let it come

Resisting the approach of something undesirable or feared.

I can’t just hand myself over

Refusing to surrender oneself willingly to the impending threat.

Don’t let it take me

Pleading to avoid being taken by the ominous forces at play.

Please don’t, please let me go

Intense plea to be released, a desperate cry for freedom.

Don’t let it take me

Repetition of the plea, emphasizing the urgency and desperation.

No!

An emphatic refusal to succumb to the impending doom.

Why are they here?

Pondering the reason for the presence of threatening forces.

What have I done in a past life?

Questioning the past actions or karma leading to the current predicament.

To what debt do I owe?

Wondering about debts owed, suggesting a sense of cosmic consequence.

I try not to fear

Attempting to suppress fear, aware that it attracts negative forces.

I know that that fear is what brings them here

Recognizing that fear itself invites the threatening entities.

Drifting between the veils of what is now and what used to be real

Navigating between the realms of reality and the past, struggling with perception.

How can I be free / When the more that I think of them the more that they tear at me?

Feeling trapped in thoughts of the ominous forces, hindering freedom.

Is it my destiny to be bound to the doom of my half-waking state?

Contemplating whether one is fated to be bound to a half-conscious state of doom.

Now it’s too late

Expressing a realization that it is now too late to escape the impending fate.

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