Death by a Thousand Cuts
Echoes of Betrayal: A Symphony of Carnivores and Doormats
Lyrics
Watch them swarm the corpse
Observing a group of individuals approaching a dead body.
Like blood to a hungry shark
Comparing the gathering to a shark attracted by blood.
I can feel their knives ready at my spine
Sensing imminent danger with hostile intentions from others.
They say they care but they would sooner kill us all than do what's right
Criticizing people who claim to care but may resort to harm rather than doing what's morally right.
Begging for validity and they'll get none from me
Rejecting pleas for recognition/validation from those who are untrustworthy.
Bystanders and perpetrators, all the fucking same really.
Equating bystanders and perpetrators, suggesting moral equivalence.
Watch them flood the comments
Noticing a surge of negative comments akin to pests on waste.
Like flies to dogshit
Comparing negative attention to the attraction of flies to feces.
I thought I knew some shit cunts, but then you come along and test my patience
Expressing frustration with someone aggravating and testing patience.
And I thought you had a shred of common sense, but it turns out you're as weak as the rest
Realizing that someone thought to be sensible is as weak as others.
You say you're on our side but that's a fucking joke
Questioning the sincerity of someone claiming to be on the same side.
These heroes won't lift a finger to help, only to stroke their ego
Criticizing self-proclaimed heroes who boost their ego but won't genuinely help.
Come and crucify me for being blunt
Inviting criticism for being straightforward or honest.
Then glorify the doormats, have your circle-jerk of dumb cunts
Mocking those who passively submit, highlighting a collective foolish celebration.
Pull out the guts
Suggesting a violent act of exposing the innermost parts of something or someone.
If there's any there at all
Casting doubt on the existence of any compassion or humanity.
Until every cage is empty we'll be in your face
Declaring a commitment to confrontation until all injustices are rectified.
I've got hell to raise and boltcutters for those gates
Expressing determination to challenge oppressive structures with force.
This is how it's gonna be until the stabbing ceases
Outlining a persistent state of conflict until violence subsides.
And we'll pick up weapons too if they don't listen to reason
Indicating a willingness to resort to weapons if peaceful communication fails.
I thought I'd heard it all, and then they said that they were carnivores
Expressing surprise at discovering extreme predatory behavior in unexpected places.
Sharpened claws, afraid of a corpse and out hunting at the grocery store
Highlighting the paradox of fear in seemingly mundane situations.
Pull out the guts
Reiterating the call for a violent act of exposing inner parts, emphasizing intensity.
Pull out the spine.
Repeating the call to expose vulnerability, specifically targeting the spine.
Comment