And It Was Weeping
Embracing Chaos: A Journey of Desolation
Lyrics
And it was weeping for its eyes
The subject (possibly a metaphor) was crying for its lost sight or perception.
Lured afar from the depths
Enticed far away from profound depths or origins.
It seems chaos never rests
Suggests that disorder or turmoil is constant, never finding peace.
Always searching for a new haven
Continuously seeking a new safe place or sanctuary.
It was calling my name
The subject called out to the speaker personally.
I saw the end
The speaker visualized an ending, a conclusion.
I saw emptiness summoning me
The speaker felt an emptiness or void beckoning them.
I saw the end
Reiterates seeing an ending, possibly of something significant.
I saw misery
Witnessing intense suffering or distress.
I saw chaos
Observing disorder or tumultuousness.
It never rests
Emphasizes the perpetual nature of chaos; it doesn’t stop.
To walk the endless woods alone
Desiring to traverse an infinite forest without companionship.
Broken limbs cease to enliven
Even damaged parts of nature cease to revive.
It takes everything away
The subject takes away everything, possibly life or vitality.
It consumed me
The subject consumed or overwhelmed the speaker.
Feeding the gaping maw of time
Contributing to the insatiable hunger of time.
I succumb to the unseen
The speaker submits to something imperceptible or unseen.
I only wish to be consoled
The longing for solace or comfort.
It seems chaos never rests
Repeats the notion that chaos is unceasing.
It consumed me
The subject overwhelmed or devoured the speaker.
Leaving nothing left
Resulted in nothing remaining after consuming the speaker.
To walk the endless woods alone
Desiring to traverse an infinite forest alone, repeated from line 13.
Broken limbs cease to enliven
Reiteration of the idea that damaged elements of nature cease to revive.
To walk the endless woods alone
Repetition of the desire to journey through an eternal forest alone.
As I am, of no worth
The speaker feels worthless in their current state.
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