Sulfate
Sulfate: Unveiling the Price of Trust Burial
Lyrics
Evermore, evermore, evermore.
Repetition for emphasis on eternity or continuance.
Killing in the name of fame, the dawning of our reckoning. The living sacrifice taking what's inside of me. Can you feel this, are you listening. The guilty will pay the price which side will you choose to be.
Addressing the consequences of seeking fame through harmful actions, posing a choice between morality and personal gain.
Will it ever be enough, you’ve buried all my trust in sulfate.
Expressing a loss of faith or trust in something represented by "sulfate."
I'm watching as it all decays.
Observing the deterioration of something.
Don’t matter if you run, we'll all end up as dust, in sulfate.
Highlighting the inevitability of mortality and the eventual degradation of everything, likening it to "sulfate."
Eruption everything extinct.
Depicting a catastrophic event leading to extinction.
We live for the taste, we’ll kill for what it takes to become more than what were meant to be. Can you hear me, are you listening. Surrounded by hate and envy, empty inside well be.
Desire for self-improvement even if it means resorting to extreme measures, surrounded by negativity and an empty feeling.
Will it ever be enough, you’ve buried all my trust in sulfate.
Reiteration of the loss of trust in "sulfate."
I'm watching as it all decays.
Continued observation of decay.
Don’t matter if you run, we'll all end up as dust, in sulfate.
Reinforcing the idea of mortality and the eventual degradation into "sulfate."
Eruption everything extinct.
Repeating the catastrophic event leading to extinction.
The sky opens up and it rains down on me. If god wasn't listening it wasn't meant to be.
Metaphorical imagery of feeling abandoned or disregarded by a higher power.
The sky opens up and it rains down on me. If god wasn't listening it wasn't meant to be.
Repetition of feeling abandoned or unheard by a higher power.
If god wasn’t listening it wasn’t meant to be.
Reiterating the feeling of being ignored or abandoned by a higher power.
Will it ever be enough, you’ve buried all my trust in sulfate.
Restating the loss of trust in "sulfate."
I'm watching as it all decays.
Continued observation of decay and deterioration.
Don’t matter if you run, we'll all end up as dust, in sulfate.
Reinforcement of the inevitability of mortality and degradation.
Eruption everything extinct.
Reiteration of the catastrophic event leading to extinction.
The sky opens up and it rains down on me. If god wasn't listening it wasn't meant to be.
Repeating the feeling of being abandoned or unheard by a higher power.
If god wasn't listening it wasn't meant to be.
Reiterating the feeling of being ignored or abandoned by a higher power.
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