Lyrics
Return to the past
Expresses the desire to go back in time.
To find salvation through empirical pragmatism
Seeking salvation through practical, real-world approaches.
Crawling from my pit it has been a thousand years of subterranean refuge
After a long period of hiding, emerging from a subterranean refuge.
Stronger than genetic boundaries conceived
Possessing strength surpassing inherent genetic limitations.
Blessed by the holy winds of old gods
Being favored or blessed by ancient, revered deities.
So I've returned to the old world
Returning to a world reminiscent of the past.
Back to the place where I chose to escape
Going back to the place where escape was initially chosen.
This prison's my home
Referring to the confined state as a self-imposed prison.
I'm confined to the host it's the curse of immortality
Being bound to a host, burdened by the curse of immortality.
I wish that I would just die
Expressing a desire for release from immortality through death.
Bring the story to an end so that new life can begin
Yearning for closure to pave the way for new beginnings.
I'll endure any horror to embrace mortality
Willing to endure any horror to embrace mortality.
Let me be born again and again
Expressing a recurring wish to be reborn.
Fresh air so enlightening, but it holds a sound that's so fucking frightening
Describing fresh air as enlightening but accompanied by frightening sounds.
A chorus of a billion screaming children
Portraying a disturbing chorus of countless suffering children.
It beckons me through guilt to its will
Feeling compelled by guilt to heed the call of the frightening chorus.
For I speak its language
Claiming an ability to understand and communicate with the ominous force.
Before the infection began, I was king
Reflecting on a time before a significant negative change.
Now hail the forsaken pariah
Acknowledging a current status as a forsaken outcast.
Spat back from the gates of Agartha
Being rejected and sent back from the gates of Agartha, a mythical place.
This is my curse to walk alone
Describing a personal curse to wander alone.
The sunlight is blinding
Encountering blinding sunlight after emerging from darkness.
I brush the dirt from my hands
Cleansing oneself from the past, symbolized by brushing off dirt.
Experiencing paradoxical terror, for there's no blood
Experiencing paradoxical terror in the absence of expected bloodshed.
Mother, I am home to complete the cycle
Addressing a maternal figure, declaring a return to complete a cycle.
My purpose revealed
Understanding one's purpose and mission.
To complete the cycle
Reiterating the commitment to completing a cyclical journey.
Reaper
Referring to oneself as the Reaper, a symbol of death.
I am The Reaper
Affirming the identity as a bringer of death, emphasizing the cyclical nature.
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