Death Blooms

Death Blooms: Navigating a World of Chaos and Betrayal
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Lyrics

Lost in a rose garden filled with thorns

Feeling lost in a challenging and painful situation symbolized by a rose garden filled with thorns.

It's been me against the world since the day I was born

Expressing a lifelong struggle against adversities since the day of birth.

Words of war on the winds of the west

References to conflict and hostility, suggesting a world filled with turmoil.

I try to find the beauty in a world of unrest

Seeking the positive or beautiful aspects in a troubled and chaotic world.

Pull the trigger at the cost of a life, or watch the world burn out of spite

Reflecting on the moral dilemma of choosing between taking a life and witnessing the world's destruction.

When the end is nigh, will you turn and run, or stand and fight

Pondering whether to face impending doom bravely or flee in fear.

Lets not pretend

Rejecting pretense or false appearances.

We'll all beg for mercy in the bitter end

Anticipating a time when everyone will plead for mercy as things come to a bitter end.

Hatred flows through our veins, we never seem to learn from our mistakes

Noting the persistence of hatred in human nature and the failure to learn from past mistakes.

We fight amongst each other, sink the knife in the back of our brothers

Describing internal conflicts and betrayal among people.

As the guns roar, the bombs fall and it leads us to our rapture

Portraying the destructive consequences of war with guns and bombs leading to a catastrophic end.

As the flames roar, the ash falls and the earth begins to fracture

Depicting the destructive aftermath of conflict, with flames, ash, and fractures on Earth.

Lost in a rose garden filled with thorns

Repetition of feeling lost in a challenging and painful situation.

It's been me against the world since the day I was born

Reiteration of a lifelong struggle against adversities.

There's a beauty to the blood that is on my hands

Finding a peculiar beauty in the violence and bloodshed.

When it's drawn from the heart of another man

Recognizing the impact of causing harm to others.

Death blooms

Symbolizing the emergence of death amid chaos and conflict.

Poison flows through our lungs, we never seem to learn our rights from wrong

Noting the toxic influences on humanity, and the failure to distinguish right from wrong.

We always take what isn't ours, can't help but pull the leaves from the flowers

Highlighting the tendency to take without regard for others, using flowers as a metaphor.

As the flames roar, the ash falls and the earth begins to fracture

Reiteration of the destructive aftermath of conflict.

As the guns roar, the bombs fall and it leads us to our rapture

Repetition of the consequences of war, emphasizing a catastrophic outcome.

Lost in a rose garden filled with thorns

Repetition of feeling lost in a challenging and painful situation.

It's been me against the world since the day I was born

Reiteration of a lifelong struggle against adversities.

There's a beauty to the blood that is on my hands

Repeating the acknowledgment of beauty in the bloodshed.

When it's drawn from the heart of another man

Reiterating the impact of causing harm to others.

Quick to accuse and place the blame

Pointing out a tendency to quickly blame others for the destructive nature of humanity.

For the destructive nature of the human race

Describing the destructive nature of the human race as a fever that cannot be controlled.

It's like a fever we can't contain

Comparing the destructive nature to a fever that spreads uncontrollably.

So we'll turn our backs on a world we've betrayed

Expressing a collective turning away from a world that has been betrayed.

Death Blooms

Reiteration of the emergence of death amid chaos and conflict.

Lost in a rose garden filled with thorns

Repetition of feeling lost in a challenging and painful situation.

It's been me against the world since the day I was born

Reiteration of a lifelong struggle against adversities.

There's a beauty to the blood that is on my hands

Repeating the acknowledgment of beauty in the bloodshed.

When it's drawn from the heart of another man

Reiterating the impact of causing harm to others.

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