In Hell There Is A Sea Of Wasted Loads
Navigating the Abyss: Dire Descent's Tale of Wasted Nights
Lyrics
The night is quite pitch black dark
The night is very dark.
Missing any signs of life lacking any pulse
No signs of life are present, and there is no pulse.
The blinds are shut no ones peeking out
The blinds are closed, and no one is looking outside.
There's scratching on the window sill and shadows creeping around
There are mysterious sounds at the window sill, and shadows are moving around.
I'm wasting time running these lame lines
The speaker feels that they are wasting time with unimpressive thoughts or actions.
My wasted life failing up and proud
The speaker reflects on a life that seems unsuccessful but embraces it proudly.
I'm through with these awful sounds
The speaker is done with unpleasant sounds or experiences.
Just give me the run around
Desire for evasion or avoidance; preferring to be misled or deceived.
A shit eating grin cast long across that crowd
A sarcastic smile is visible on someone's face within a crowd.
A drink in hand the room spins all around
The speaker describes a scene of being in a spinning room with a drink in hand.
Us wild boys are out rambling across town
The speaker and others, described as wild boys, are wandering around town.
On my best behavior I'll keep these voices down
The speaker pledges to behave well and keep voices down.
I'm wasting time running these lame lines
Repetition of the feeling of wasting time with unimpressive thoughts or actions.
My wasted life failing up and proud
Reflection on a life that might seem unsuccessful but is embraced proudly.
I'm through with this one whore town
The speaker is fed up with a town they find distasteful.
Just give me the run around
Desire for evasion or avoidance; preferring to be misled or deceived (repeated).
Floating out on this oarless life boat
Metaphorical imagery of being adrift on a lifeboat without paddles.
Floating out on a sea of wasted loads
Metaphorically floating on a sea of wasted opportunities or experiences.
This hell is all know
The speaker recognizes their current existence as a form of hell.
Wasted time running these lame lines
Repetition of the feeling of wasting time with unimpressive thoughts or actions.
My wasted life failing up and proud
Reflection on a life that might seem unsuccessful but is embraced proudly (repeated).
I'm through with these awful sounds
The speaker is done with unpleasant sounds or experiences (repeated).
Just give me the run around
Desire for evasion or avoidance; preferring to be misled or deceived (repeated).
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