Blasphemer
Ethereal Desolation: Exploring Existential Anguish in Darkthrone's 'Blasphemer'
Lyrics
In the quest for shudders I was as the absence
In the pursuit of intense emotions, I existed as the void or emptiness.
Melted in my hand
Disintegrated or dissolved in my grasp.
As clear as my gleaming sorrow
As evident as my shining grief.
A spectral fascination
An otherworldly fascination with the concept of irony.
For irony to serve
To use irony in a manner that serves a purpose.
Are the glorious those who triumph
Are those who achieve glory truly the ones who triumph in an eternal kingdom?
In a kingdom of eternity?
Raising a question about the worthiness of eternal glory.
...a castle of sand
A metaphorical castle made of sand that provided temporary shelter.
Whose roof has sheltered my
The roof of the sand castle that offered protection to my...
I sense "the absence of triumph and lust
I perceive "the absence of triumph and lust, abruptly rising to cover the glory in sand."
Abruptly rising to cover the glory in sand"
Describing the sudden emergence of defeat and lack of desire overshadowing glory.
A whore gave birth to the flies
A derogatory depiction of a woman giving birth to unpleasant things.
...who flew away with my beauty
These unpleasant things, born from a whore, took away my beauty.
A virgin gave birth to my masks
A pure woman gave birth to my disguises or false fronts.
I simulate the absence
I imitate the state of being absent or non-existent.
"To enter a kingdom of
"To enter a kingdom of flesh - a horrifying, worn-out shadow."
Flesh - a ghastly worn shadow
A vivid image of a poet in hell, depicted as a fiery picture.
A fiery picture of poet in hel"
(No specific information provided in this line.)
Forlorn I was as poets should be
Feeling abandoned and desolate, consistent with the expected state of poets.
I am as chosen as the weaver himself.
Considering myself as chosen, comparable to the weaver of destiny.
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