i like the devil
Whispers of Dread: Unveiling the Hidden Depths in Purity Ring's 'I Like the Devil'
Lyrics
Mother laid her elbows on the bed
Mother is leaning on the bed with her elbows.
Whispering her wishes to the threads
She is quietly expressing her desires to the threads.
Weaving in the weight of all our dread
Weaving the burdensome weight of our collective fear.
Wiping up the stains of our regret
Cleaning up the marks left by our regrets.
Heal her hands by kneading up the bread
Healing her hands by kneading bread.
Cleaning off her fingers as she wept
Wiping her fingers while crying.
Lurk within her gleaming silhouette
Lurking within her shining outline.
The seal in our wonder to ferment
The seal in our sense of awe is left to mature.
I, like the devil, can fly
Claiming the ability to fly, akin to the devil.
And I read her sweet mind last night
Having insight into her thoughts from the previous night.
I, like God can, fly
Claiming the ability to fly, akin to God.
And I held a candle over her frightened
Holding a candle over her frightened being.
What is happiness but a word
Raising questions about the true meaning of happiness.
Spoken from on high for what it's worth?
Suggesting that happiness is a spoken word from above.
Flown beneath the wings of little birds
Expressing happiness as something carried by small birds.
But I have felt the wind crawl where we're cursed
Feeling the wind in places where we are cursed.
Find us in the folded parts she pressed
Directing to the imprints in the fabric she pressed.
Lying in positions like we've slept
Lying in positions as if we had slept.
Find us in the hallows of her chest
Finding significance in the depths of her chest.
Lying in positions like we've slept
Lying in positions as if we had slept.
I, like the devil, can fly (I, like the devil, can fly)
Reiterating the claim of flying, resembling the devil.
And I read her sweet mind last night and I read her sweet mind last night
Recalling the ability to read her thoughts from the night before.
I, like God, can fly
Claiming the ability to fly, akin to God.
And I held a candle over her frightened
Again, holding a candle over her fearful self.
I, like the devil, can fly
Repeating the claim of flying, akin to the devil.
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