Chiaroscuro

Shades of Existential Struggle: Embracing the Dichotomy
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Lyrics

Maybe we all have in us a secret pond where evil and ugly things germinate and grow strong. But this culture is fenced, and the swimming brood climbs up only to fall back. - (13.2.3) - John Steinbeck, East of Eden

Reflection on the potential for darkness within, restrained by societal barriers, using a metaphorical pond.


Contrasting grey from grey as

Depiction of contrasting elements, resilient towers, and a conflagration symbolizing candor and undying honesty.

obsidian from iridescent unpigmented

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subjects distant, proximal.

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Resolute towers

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burned by their lifeless understructure.

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Conflagration shedding light upon

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their candor, undying.

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Deafening whispers

Imagery of deafening whispers, questioning the purpose of societal constraints and describing a polluted environment.

paint the night, begging

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why have you built this cage for us?

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Pathways once azure run

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thin with the sun,

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pushing soot and amber blood.

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Infixate

Reflection on the past and present, using terms like (in)candescence and (in)formation, questioning inspiration and shame.

both bygone and foretold

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in the now

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we will remain

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suspended

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spinning wheels without

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(in)candescence,

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(in)formation held.

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Do you feel

Further exploration of emotions, questioning chaos, and acknowledging the unexplored aspects of creativity.

the lack of

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inspiration?

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Something that we have not yet written.

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Do you feel shame(ful)-

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(full) of chaos?

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Can there be darkness without a source of light?

Philosophical inquiry about the coexistence of darkness and light, suggesting an interdependent relationship.

A codependent relation inversely erudite.

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It swells and subsides with the moon

Metaphorically linking lunar cycles to internal struggles and the weight of personal challenges, emphasizing the onward trajectory.

in harmonic motion.

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Perigee,

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compounds the weight

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of the inward struggle:

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our trajectory onward.

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The dark brood crawl toward their barrier

Describing the persistence of dark tendencies breaking societal barriers, with a critique of mundane cultural influences.

its wood has since begun to rot,

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prosaic culturing.

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The first signs of a city born anew

Exploring the resistance to change, with echoes through centuries, reflecting on the desire for normalcy and the hesitation to embrace change.

are met with a choir of dissent:

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Go back! echoing through centuries,

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although we tout the yearn for normalcy.

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The first signs of a city born anew

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are met with a choir of dissent:

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Stay down! preservation of a state

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is the reason a coward hesitates.

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A thin line differentiates insanity from the allowed self

Examining the thin line between insanity and socially accepted behavior, fueled by the need for separation and self-annihilation.

the urge to self-annihilate fed by our need for separation.

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Unfocusing my eyes,

Personal reflection on the blurring of distinctions between black and white, questioning the need for categorization.

black and white fall into grey.

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Why must we cast the two as distinguishable at all?

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Contrasting grey from grey as

Repetition of contrasting elements and the interdependence of darkness and light, echoing earlier themes in the lyrics.

subjects distant, proximal.

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Can there be darkness

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without a source of light?

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A codependent relation

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inversely erudite.

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Might it not be that in the dark pools of some men the evil grows strong enough to wriggle over the fence and swim free? (13.2.3) - John Steinbeck, East of Eden

Referencing a quote from John Steinbeck's "East of Eden," questioning whether evil can overcome societal barriers.


Can you open your eyes to see?

Challenging perception and seeking clarity, using vivid imagery related to vision, sunlight, and identity.

I've seen enough of the sun's rays through rubicund eyelids.

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Both thumbs depressed into sockets still cannot eclipse.

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Will you open your eyes for me?

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The pressured salt and soil brings forth an ichorous rain.

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A dimly lit stream of static flows into my vision

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blinded, but now truly seeing. But now I see.

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How could I build an identity from the shades I could never appreciate?

Questioning the feasibility of building an identity from unappreciated shades, possibly metaphorical for life experiences.

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