Photomaton
Eternal Desolation: Unveiling the Dark Echoes Within
Lyrics
I let you rise away, can't feel your breath in my hairs
I allowed you to distance yourself; I can't sense your breath in my hair
It seems to be years, and I'm alone and fake, and I'm alone and fake
It feels like a long time, and I'm alone and pretending; repetition emphasizes the loneliness and falseness
If this world is too small to be two, a world without sense if I'm without you
If the world is too small for two, it loses meaning without you; expressing the significance of the relationship
It's always the wrong way, there's no return to life so you get your car and drive
Always choosing the wrong path, no way back to life, resorting to escaping in a car
Look at the game of your life, you never took all the dice
Reflecting on life choices; the metaphor of a game where not all chances were taken
After all, curtains fall, there's no return to life, so get the car and die
After all, when the curtains fall on life, there's no return; a metaphor for the finality of choices
Waiting for hope babe, there's no more light in my sky
Anticipating hope, but the light in the sky is gone; feeling lost and in despair
See the pills in my hand, I'm running through your lies
Holding pills, confronting lies; possibly struggling with reality or deception
You've got nothing to say, 'til I'm crossing the line
Others have nothing meaningful to say until a boundary is crossed
But you can't kill my name, demon's coming tonight
Resistance to harm, asserting one's identity against demonic forces
Waiting for hope babe, there's no more light in my sky
Reiteration of the desire for hope, but the sky remains dark; persistent despair
See the pills in my hand, I'm running through your lies
Revisiting the theme of pills and lies, suggesting a recurring struggle
You've got nothing to say, 'til I'm crossing the line
Emphasizing the silence until a boundary is crossed; others remain silent until provoked
But you can't kill my name, demon's coming tonight
Emphasizing resistance to harm, with the arrival of demonic forces at night
The dolls inside me cave in, blood and tears on my skin
Metaphor of inner turmoil with dolls collapsing, blood, and tears on the skin
My wounds bring up my fear, but I like this last, this last grip
Wounds evoke fear, but there's a liking or acceptance of the last grip of pain
I just wanna rid me of my pain, this happy violence is beating in my veins
Expressing a desire to rid oneself of pain through violent means; pain is described as happy violence
It's always the wrong way, there's no return to life, I'm in the car and drive
Reiterating the wrong path, with no return to life, and choosing to drive away
Waiting for hope babe, there's no more light in my sky
Continuing the theme of waiting for hope while facing darkness in the sky
See the pills in my hand, I'm running through your lies
Revisiting the image of pills, suggesting a continued struggle with lies
You've got nothing to say, 'til I'm crossing the line
Others remain silent until a boundary is crossed; a recurring theme of silence
But you can't kill my name, demon's coming tonight
Reasserting resistance to harm, with the arrival of demonic forces at night
Waiting for hope babe, there's no more light in my sky
Persistently waiting for hope amidst a darkened sky
See the pills in my hand, I'm running through your lies
Repeating the imagery of pills and running through lies; a continued internal struggle
You've got nothing to say, 'til I'm crossing the line
Emphasizing the silence until a boundary is crossed; anticipating a response only when pushed
But you can't kill my name, demon's coming tonight
Reiterating resistance to harm, with the arrival of demonic forces at night
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