Counting Lines
Counting Lines: Battling Shadows in the Perpetual Dusk
Lyrics
The enemy is on the prowl, lurking in the corner of the eye
The threat or adversary is subtly present, hiding in one's peripheral vision.
It's looking to feed on carefree souls,mutilate, suck them dry
The danger seeks to consume carefree individuals, causing harm and depleting their vitality.
It will stop at nothing until you're no more than a vestigial husk
The enemy is relentless, aiming to reduce the person to a mere remnant or shell.
It will take everything from you, welcome to the the perpetual dusk
The adversary is insatiable, taking everything and plunging the individual into perpetual darkness.
I am counting the lines
The singer is actively observing and counting various elements.
The vertebrae of your spine
Counting the individual components of the spine, possibly representing backbone or strength.
The cracks on the ground
Observing and counting cracks on the ground, symbolizing challenges or difficulties.
The bruises on my shins
Taking note of bruises on the shins, potentially reflecting struggles or hardships.
And the ants of my mind
Counting the thoughts or distractions in the mind, represented as ants.
Any flicker that shines
Acknowledging any positive moments or sparks that catch attention.
Need to keep myself occupied
Keeping occupied to avoid succumbing to negativity or the lurking threat.
I am counting the tears of the weeping willow
Counting the tears shed by the weeping willow, expressing empathy or shared sorrow.
In a desperate attempt not to get swallowed
Attempting to stay strong and avoid being consumed by the looming danger.
I am counting the riddles, the ripples and the wrinkles
Counting riddles, ripples, and wrinkles as sources of wisdom or experiences.
Anything to anchor me, I can't drift
Seeking anything that grounds the singer and prevents drifting into despair.
Anything to anchor me, I won't drift
Reiterating the determination not to drift into negativity or hopelessness.
I live adventures in the sole purpose to fill the void
Living adventurous experiences to fill the void created by the enemy's presence.
In which the enemy inhabits and broods its spawns, paranoid
Describing the void as a breeding ground for the enemy's dark influences.
Counting stories like I would plant seeds to grow trees that will stop the wind
Counting stories as a means to combat the destructive forces and bring stability.
That blows in the sails of the demons trying to kill me
Planting stories like seeds to grow protective barriers against demonic threats.
I am counting the lines
Reiterating the act of counting various elements for self-awareness and control.
The vertebrae of your spine
Continuing to count the components of the spine, emphasizing inner strength.
The cracks on the ground
Observing and counting cracks on the ground, indicating ongoing challenges.
The knuckles on my fists
Taking note of knuckles on fists, possibly symbolizing resilience or readiness for battle.
And the ants of my mind
Counting thoughts or distractions in the mind, similar to line 9.
Any flicker that shines
Acknowledging any positive flickers or moments that capture attention.
Need to keep myself occupied
Reiterating the need to stay occupied as a defense against negative forces.
I am counting the tears of the weeping willow
Counting tears shed by the weeping willow, possibly expressing shared pain.
In a desperate attempt not to get swallowed
Persisting in the effort to avoid being overwhelmed by sorrow or despair.
I am counting the riddles, the ripples and the wrinkles
Counting riddles, ripples, and wrinkles as meaningful aspects of life.
Anything to anchor me, I can't drift
Seeking anything that anchors the singer, preventing a drift into negativity.
Anything to anchor me, I won't drift
Reaffirming the commitment to remain anchored and resilient against challenges.
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