Lost in the Universe

Lost in the Universe: Battling Alien Despair and Radioactive Decay
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Lyrics

Dirty hands on loathsome clay.

Feeling tainted or guilty with unpleasant actions, possibly involving manipulation or deceit.

Alone I break, lost in radioactive decay.

Experiencing isolation and emotional breakdown amid a destructive process likened to radioactive decay.

Lost in the Universe.

Expressing a sense of being adrift and disconnected in the vastness of the universe.

Inside the cold room, I hear their laughs.

Being in a chilling environment where the subject hears mocking laughter.

Biopsying me. (Biopsying me)

Metaphorically undergoing a process of examination or scrutiny, possibly by others.

Leaving me no hope.

Feeling deprived of optimism or prospects for a better future.

They say: Be kind with us. Don’t bite!

Others urging for compassion and gentleness, cautioning against aggression.

Biopsying me. (Biopsying me)

Reiteration of a biopsy-like examination leading to despair.

Leaving me no hope.

Continued hopelessness resulting from repeated examinations or trials.

Chorus:

Repeating the theme of dirty hands on loathsome clay and the emotional struggle amid decay.

Dirty hands on loathsome clay.

Recurrence of the imagery of dirty hands and the sense of breaking down in a deteriorating state.

Alone I break, lost in radioactive decay.

Reiteration of the feelings of loneliness and decay in a radioactive context.

Lost in the Universe.

Reaffirmation of feeling lost and disconnected in the vastness of the universe.

Abnormal shapes are growing fast in the shadows.

Reference to abnormal or distorted shapes growing rapidly in the shadows, possibly symbolic of inner struggles.

Biopsying me. (Biopsying me)

Continuation of the metaphorical biopsy process causing despair and loss of hope.

Leaving me no hope.

Persisting sense of hopelessness resulting from ongoing examinations.

The try to kill the alien that I am. Tearing me!

Facing attempts to destroy the uniqueness or individuality, causing internal tearing.

Biopsying me. (Biopsying me)

Reiteration of the emotional distress caused by the metaphorical biopsy.

Leaving me no hope.

Continued sense of despair and hopelessness due to repetitive examinations.

I close my eyes and I feel the knife cutting my back.

Closing one's eyes to a painful experience, feeling a metaphorical knife cutting into the back.

Breaking my hands. I know I can’t hide.

Acknowledging the impossibility of hiding or escaping from the pain.

They cut my wounds, my flesh, my eyes, my life.

Enduring physical and emotional wounds inflicted by external forces.

I know I can’t hide.

Understanding the futility of attempting to hide from the inflicted pain.

I can feel how each part of me is broken.

Feeling the fragmentation and breaking of each part of oneself.

Everything hurts. Everything burns.

Experiencing intense physical and emotional pain, everything hurting and burning.

Ah! It hurts!

Expressing the physical and emotional pain with an exclamation.

Please leave me alone!

Pleading for solitude and a break from the torment.

Ah! Leave me alone (x2)

Repetition of the plea for isolation, emphasizing the desperation for solitude.

After all the pain they healed me. No!

Despite enduring pain, there is no healing, and a sense of belonging to the tormentors emerges.

I belong to them. (I belong to them)

Acceptance of being a possession or belonging to those causing suffering.

Leaving me no hope.

Continued sense of hopelessness resulting from belonging to tormentors.

Another scar. Another mission. I must obey!

Introduction of another scar and mission, implying obedience despite the pain.

I belong to them. (I belong to them)

Reiteration of belonging to the tormentors and the resulting despair.

Leaving me no hope.

Continued sense of hopelessness due to the belonging and obedience enforced.

Chorus:

Repeating the emotional struggle and decay theme with dirty hands on loathsome clay.

Dirty hands on loathsome clay.

Reiteration of the feelings of loneliness and decay in a radioactive context.

Alone I break, lost in radioactive decay.

Restating the sense of being lost and breaking down in the vastness of the universe.

Lost in the Universe.

Reaffirmation of feeling lost and disconnected in the vastness of the universe.

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