Treason
Betrayal's Symphony: Masks Of Malik's Thorn-Filled Tale
Lyrics
It's been consistent, the blood is dripping With no witnesses, we keep on sinning
Consistency in wrongdoing, bloodshed without witnesses
Serpent tongues and open graves A pile of bodies at the end of days
Metaphorical imagery of deceitful speech and mass death
Knowledge that fails to help one understand More sins piled up with blistered hands
Failure of knowledge to bring understanding, accumulation of sins
Thorn-filled ruins, this is treason Constantly seeking fresh meat, always out of season
Describing a landscape of betrayal and constant pursuit of harm
And now I'm on my own Reminding myself that once you're gone
Isolation and reflection on the inevitable loss of others
They'll turn on me as well
Awareness of potential betrayal from those close
Brother shut the fuck up,
Expression of frustration and disregard for familial bonds
Tell me whisper quietly (No brush strokes to the left, or strokes to the right)
Seeking secretive communication, possibly about deception
Are you beside yourself? My brother (Are worth any less than another)
Questioning the value of one's life compared to another
And the breath of life is great until it's smothered
Acknowledging the preciousness of life until it is extinguished
It's been consistent, the blood is dripping With no witnesses, we keep on sinning
Reiteration of consistent bloodshed and sin without witnesses
(As long as there's a Cain)
Reference to the biblical story of Cain and Abel
Serpent tongues and open graves A pile of bodies at the end of days
Continuation of dark imagery involving serpents and death
(There will always be an Abel)
Emphasizing the eternal presence of conflict and betrayal
Knowledge that fails to help one understand More sins piled up with blistered hands
Failure of knowledge to prevent the accumulation of more sins
(And every day, my fractured face)
Reflection on a fractured self and internal struggles
Thorn-filled ruins, this is treason Constantly seeking fresh meat, always out of season
Linking thorn-filled ruins to constant betrayal and pursuit
(Looks more and more like a hero)
The distorted image of oneself resembling a hero
Call in the flood, I'll lay in the woods alone (The breath of last regret)
Repeated calls for a flood, expressing a desire for escape and emptiness
Call in the flood, I'll lay in the woods alone (The only thing we need)
-Call in the flood, I'll lay in the woods alone (I'm so sick and tired of feeling empty)
-Call in the flood, I'll lay in the woods alone (I want to feel deceased)
-It's been consistent, the blood is dripping With no witnesses, we keep on sinning
Reiteration of ongoing bloodshed and sin without witnesses
(The noose around my neck)
Metaphorically describing the burden of friendships as a noose
Serpent tongues and open graves A pile of bodies at the end of days
Connecting serpentine imagery to the demise of friendships
(Is made of all my friends)
The idea that friends contribute to the burden like a noose
Knowledge that fails to help one understand More sins piled up with blistered hands
Continued failure of knowledge to bring understanding and more sins
(Just give me something that I can believe, again)
Desire for something to believe in again, possibly seeking redemption
Thorn-filled ruins, this is treason Constantly seeking fresh meat, always out of season
Linking ruins to treason, constantly seeking harm out of season
(Or let me accept, that this torment will never end)
Expressing a desire for acceptance or an end to torment
So what, you're just gonna leave me here?
Dramatic dialogue expressing abandonment and the feeling of unfairness
That's not fair. You can't expect me to do this.
-Yeah, well you shouldn't expect to see me again, either.
-I'm not staying.
Declaration of departure, refusing to stay in the current situation
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