So Many Wounds
Eternal Echoes: Unveiling the Depths of So Many Wounds
Lyrics
Born in blood, squeezed out by tradition
Born in blood, symbolizing a start with violence, squeezed out by tradition.
Nursed by ill will, fed rejection
Nursed by ill will, raised on rejection.
Lust for fire, maniacal research
Lust for fire, an intense desire for destructive elements, combined with maniacal research.
Ambient answers, draining
Ambient answers, possibly elusive or vague responses, draining in nature.
Persistent memories
Persistent memories, enduring recollections.
Black moon medicine
Black moon medicine, a mysterious or dark remedy.
Beckoning silent ages
Beckoning silent ages, calling forth distant, quiet eras.
A god's grave unburrowed
A god's grave unburrowed, an untouched resting place of a deity.
Found while terraforming
Found while terraforming, discovered during the transformation of a celestial body.
A god's grave unburrowed
A god's grave unburrowed, reiterated emphasis on an untouched divine burial ground.
Worship our new HABITAT!
Worship our new HABITAT!, reverence for a newly established environment.
Longing for a place, exist it does no longer
Longing for a place, exist it does no longer, expressing yearning for a vanished location.
Ruins and remains - Exhumed
Ruins and remains - Exhumed, the remnants of the past are brought to light.
Through the smoke, spewing forth famine pillars of sickness and starless skies
Through the smoke, spewing forth famine pillars of sickness and starless skies, describing a chaotic and destructive scene.
So many wounds!
So many wounds!, emphasizing the prevalence of emotional or physical injuries.
Come now, O holy heathen gods of flesh
Come now, O holy heathen gods of flesh, inviting divine entities associated with both holiness and heathenism.
You speak life and I speak death
You speak life and I speak death, contrasting perspectives on existence.
Why did you abandon me, to rot in this vault of wax?
Why did you abandon me, to rot in this vault of wax?, expressing a sense of abandonment and decay in a confined space.
Here is Arcadia, where I pluck the words of truth and lies
Here is Arcadia, where I pluck the words of truth and lies, referencing a place where the singer discerns both truth and deception.
Where I pluck the windfallen eyes
Where I pluck the windfallen eyes, a metaphorical act, possibly related to gaining insight or understanding.
Why did you abandon me, to rot in this vault of wax?
Why did you abandon me, to rot in this vault of wax?, reiterated expression of abandonment and decay.
Here is Arcadia, where I pluck the words of truth and lies
Here is Arcadia, where I pluck the words of truth and lies, reiterated reference to discerning truth and lies.
Where I pluck the windfallen eyes
Where I pluck the windfallen eyes, reiterated metaphorical act, possibly gaining insight.
So many tiny, tiny wounds!
So many tiny, tiny wounds!, emphasizing the multitude of small but impactful injuries.
Come now, unholy heathen gods of flesh
Come now, unholy heathen gods of flesh, a call to divine entities associated with heathenism and unholiness.
You speak life and I speak death
You speak life and I speak death, repeated contrast in perspectives on existence.
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