Monster
A Desperate Search for Redemption
Lyrics
I can’t remember the taste
I have lost the ability to recall the pleasant sensations of the summer air.
Of the sweet summer’s air, or the feeling of wind on my skin
I am numb to the touch of wind on my skin, trapped in a cold and tortured state.
Tortured and cold, I stay locked in this room, drowning in my sin
I am confined in a room, engulfed in my own wrongdoing and despair.
Do you remember?
A query about shared memories, questioning if positive moments were ever real.
Do you recall the times when we smiled—if they existed at all?
Reflecting on past smiles, wondering if they were genuine or mere illusions.
Now darkness looms over my shoulder, a wretched remnant of a time long gone
A present darkness serves as a grim reminder of a bygone era.
I stand forgotten, in the sands of time
Feeling forgotten and deteriorating as time passes.
I stand here rotting, in this fog of death
Lamenting in a fog of death, cursing the constraints of time.
Wishes betrayed, I curse the fetters of time that chain me down
Expressing resentment for unfulfilled wishes and the chains of time.
Decaying dolls whisper in the madness of night
In the madness of the night, deteriorating dolls convey whispered messages.
“There must be something better”
A desire for something better, echoing hopeful whispers of love.
I hear their words, their sweet whispers of love and of hope
Listening to words of love and hope, questioning if they apply to oneself.
Would that exist for me? Would I ever be able to find a new reason to live?
Contemplating the possibility of finding a new reason to live.
I reach my hand out, hoping to grasp a new dream (to grasp a new dream)
Reaching out for a new dream and the prospect of leaving the current state.
If I could leave this place, in a blink I’d be gone (to see a new scene)
Expressing a desire to escape and experience a different reality.
Lay your hands on me
Requesting emotional connection, asking for understanding and warmth.
Open my heart and let me feel what it means to live again
Opening up emotionally, seeking to rediscover the meaning of life.
As I wither away under my sins
Fading away under the weight of sins and regrets.
“There is no escape, there is no chance at a better life”
Conveying a message of hopelessness, denying the possibility of a better life.
That’s what you told me
Recalling negative advice received, predicting a return to a metaphorical cage.
“So fight all you want, in the end you’ll be back in this cage”
Emphasizing the futility of fighting against inevitable confinement.
I am a monster
Self-identification as a monster, expressing a sense of alienation and loneliness.
I am a beast
Acknowledging a bestial aspect within, reinforcing a lack of love from others.
And no one in this world will ever love me
Believing that no one in the world will ever show love or acceptance.
My search continues, dirt under my nails and blood on my cheeks
Continuing a search, physically marked by dirt and blood, for a worry-free place.
A place without worry, is it so wrong for that to be all I seek?
Questioning the morality of seeking a life without concerns.
I am a monster, never to find peace in this wretched world
Reiterating the self-perception as a monster, resigned to a troubled existence.
But yet I keep on searching, because hope is all that is left to me
Persisting in the search for hope despite the perceived impossibility of peace.
I reach my hand out, hoping to grasp a new me (to grasp a new dream)
Reaching out for a new self and the aspiration to leave the current state behind.
If I could leave this place, in a flash I’d be gone (to see a new scene)
Expressing a desire for immediate change and a new perspective.
Lay your hands on me
Requesting emotional support and understanding to rediscover the joy of living.
Open my heart and let me feel what it means to live again
Opening up emotionally, seeking a renewed sense of life despite past mistakes.
As I wither away under my sins
Fading away under the burden of sins and regrets.
This sorrow blinds me, it stabs into my heart again and again
Expressing the overwhelming sorrow that repeatedly pierces the heart.
I cannot find my way out of this blackness
Feeling lost in darkness with no clear path out, struggling to find direction.
And life goes on, ignoring my cries for safety (my cries for someone)
Observing life's continuity despite personal pleas for safety and connection.
And life goes on, and life goes on
Highlighting the relentless progression of life, seemingly indifferent to personal struggles.
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