Lyrics
Summer has come frozen sun
Summer has arrived, but it feels cold and lifeless like a frozen sun.
Nothing is moving the heroes have gone
No activity is happening; the heroes, symbolic figures, are absent or no longer present.
What was that song?
The speaker is questioning a song, possibly reflecting on a past memory or experience.
Am I really going mad now?
The speaker wonders if they are losing their sanity.
I'm trying to hold on to sanity's sound
Attempting to cling to a semblance of sanity amidst confusion and chaos.
Beyond the shadows
Looking beyond difficulties or darkness.
I see a shimmer
Noticing a faint glimmer or hope in the midst of challenges.
I know that it won't stand waiting forever
Aware that opportunities may not last forever.
But nothing is free
Highlighting the cost or consequences of actions, suggesting that nothing is obtained without a price.
Time seems like an endless crown
Perception of time as an endless burden or responsibility.
And I weaved my jewels through the thread
Metaphorical weaving of precious experiences into the fabric of time.
Slipped from my hand I'm done
Loss and the realization that something valuable has slipped away.
Must I accept that the cycle has ended
Contemplating whether a significant phase or cycle has concluded.
Or am I to blame for playing the clown
Questioning personal responsibility for the situation, possibly feeling like a fool.
Spiraling down
A descent into despair or negative emotions.
Summer has come frozen sun
Reiteration of the contrast between summer and a frozen sun, emphasizing the paradoxical nature of the current state.
Nothing is moving the heroes have gone
Emphasizing the stillness and absence of heroic figures.
Where are they now
Pondering the whereabouts of the heroes.
Sacred hallowed grounds
Referring to a place or memories that hold special significance.
This is a game just for kings
Describing life as a game reserved for those in power.
And the eagle is spreading his wings
Symbolism of an eagle spreading wings, possibly representing dominance or control.
Carving up pieces and bits
Portraying the process of dissecting and analyzing aspects of life.
In this mausoleum
Reference to a burial place or a metaphorical space where things are preserved.
Refining the organic parts
Refinement and purification of essential elements, discarding the unnecessary.
And wash away the husk
Cleansing or removing the outer layer, leaving behind the core.
What tools can suffice for this act
Contemplation of the tools needed for salvaging hidden truths or knowledge.
Of salvaging hidden charts
Recovery of concealed information or insights.
The great clock it always counts back
Reference to a recurring cycle, suggesting inevitability.
To the moment that's never ours
Reflecting on a moment that does not belong to the speaker.
Is a second just long enough
Ruminating on the brevity of time, questioning if a second is enough.
Time seems like an endless crown
Reiteration of time as an oppressive force.
And I weaved my jewels through the thread
Repeated weaving of precious experiences, underscoring their importance.
Slipped from my hand I'm done
Reiteration of loss and the feeling of letting go.
Must I accept that the cycle has ended
Questioning whether a cycle has truly concluded and acceptance of the situation.
Or am I to blame for playing the clown
Self-reflection on personal responsibility for the circumstances.
Time seems like an endless crown
Reiteration of time as an oppressive force, echoing the earlier sentiment.
And I weaved my jewels through the thread
Repeated weaving of experiences, emphasizing their fleeting nature.
Slipped from my hand I'm done
Reiteration of loss and the inevitability of letting go.
Must I accept that the cycle has ended
Reiteration of questioning the conclusion of a cycle and the need for acceptance.
Or am I to blame for playing the clown
Reiteration of self-reflection on personal responsibility for the situation.
Spiraling down
Continuation of the descent into negative emotions or a challenging situation.
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