Of All These Yesterdays

Echoes of Pain: Trivium's Reflection on Lost Hope and Endurance
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Lyrics

Take away all of this pain

Expressing a desire to be free from emotional suffering.

Life feels like it's all in vain

Life seems devoid of purpose or fulfillment.

Life feels like it's all in vain

Repetition emphasizing the feeling of life being in vain.


Blindingly it seeps through the trees

Intense emotions permeating through surroundings.

Burning bright, subconscious streams

Emphasizing the vividness of subconscious thoughts.

Falling light, dismantled dreams

Reference to shattered dreams and disappointments.


We are too far gone

Highlighting a sense of irreversible distance or separation.

We are too far gone

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We are too far gone

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We were, never meant to make it this far

Suggesting unexpected survival beyond initial expectations.


We are too far gone

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We are too far gone

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We are too far gone

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We were, never meant to make it this far

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I feel the rage

Expressing intense anger or frustration.

And it burns the pages

Symbolizing the destructive impact of anger on memories.

Of all these yesterdays

The negative influence of the past on the present.


We are all damaged and wrong

Acknowledging universal imperfections and flaws.

Practicing for death alone

Preparing for the inevitability of death in solitude.

Practicing for death alone

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Hope has gone cold with its cause

Describing the loss of hope and the harshness of life.

Lost inside its every flaw

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Life is finally swallowed raw

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We are too far gone

Reiteration of the irreversibility of the distance traveled.

We are too far gone

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We are too far gone

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We were, never meant to make it this far

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I feel the rage

Revisiting the theme of anger consuming past experiences.

And it burns the pages

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Of all these yesterdays

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I'm covered fast

Immersed in the aftermath of destructive events.

In the falling ashes

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Of all these yesterdays

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With the end in sight

Confronting impending darkness and contemplating suicide.

I clench what's left of light

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Pressing against my head

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And dream of the color red

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With the end in sight

Repetition of contemplating self-destruction and despair.

I clench what's left of light

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Pressing against my head

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And dream of the color red

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I feel the rage

Revisiting the theme of anger consuming memories.

And it burns the pages

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Of all these yesterdays

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I'm covered fast

Symbolizing the aftermath and ruins of past experiences.

In the falling ashes

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Of all these yesterdays

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I feel the rage

Reiteration of the intense, burning rage affecting memories.

And it burns the pages

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