The Paint Brush Killer
Unveiling the Avalanche of Deceit: The Paint Brush Killer Revelations
Lyrics
The torment of your lies tumble onto,
The burden of your deceit falls onto
The torment of your lies tumble onto me,
Reiteration of the burden of lies falling onto me
The torment of your lies tumble onto me,
Continued emphasis on the weight of falsehood directed at me
Tumbles onto me like an avalance tumbles onto me like an avalance TO KILL
The lies crashing down like an avalanche, signifying a destructive force TO KILL
Slowly the day will down.
The progression of time, a slow descent of the day
Walking alone with no one endless guilt.
Walking alone, burdened by endless guilt
Forever we die, time is not heres, not near.
Death is inevitable, detached from the constraints of time
The beginning.
A reference to the beginning, perhaps of suffering or a negative cycle
Which brings us further from the truth and into history's.
Moving away from the truth, delving into historical patterns
Path and what we call hope is nothing but a selfish lie, or individual suggestions.
Hope is dismissed as a selfish lie or individual suggestions
Strokes of a brush fades away as the wind blows as the water hits the sand broken.
Artistic strokes fading away like memories eroded by external forces
Memories of a time forgotten, some called a dying wish.
Recollection of forgotten times, some considered a dying wish
Or some called everyday a dying dream.
Everyday life described as a dying dream
Life TO KILL.
Life is associated with destruction (TO KILL)
Slowly the day will drown.
Reiteration of the gradual drowning of the day
Walking alone, forever we die, time is not.
Continued theme of solitary existence and inevitable death, time is distant
Here not near the beginning, walking alone broken dreams hearts broken, hearts sinking.
Emphasis on walking alone, broken dreams, and sinking hearts
A sky that once was grey now turns as black as night.
The transformation of a once-gray sky into darkness
As our heart are broken, our hearts, are sinking,
Hearts are broken and sinking, emphasizing emotional despair
Our hearts fucking dying from eternity drips from your fingers.
The agony of dying hearts, symbolized by eternity dripping away
The time of every action to rest upon your shoulders.
The consequences of actions resting on one's shoulders
With every action it comes to rest upon your.
Reiteration of actions and their weight on the individual
Shoulders upon your shoulders.
The repetitive burden, emphasizing the weight on one's shoulders
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