Inheritance
Legacy Unveiled: Confronting Ancestral Shadows in 'Inheritance'
Lyrics
I can’t believe my father’s shame still lingers in my skin.
I carry the shame of my father in my own identity.
Hold your breath. Hold your breath.
An instruction to endure a challenging situation.
How could this have ever been foreseen?
Reflecting on the unexpected nature of the current situation.
It’s time to bring it to its end.
It's time to put an end to this situation or issue.
Another nail in your fucking casket.
Adding another negative event to your inevitable downfall.
A momentary cleansing, as I attempt to wipe the slate clean.
Taking a moment to cleanse oneself and start anew.
This played out different in my mind. I wanted to preserve.
The reality didn't match the expectations; a desire to preserve something.
I hope you realize the few that have been left behind, hold the key to unlocking the truth.
A realization that those left behind hold the key to the truth.
One in the ground, and two on the Earth.
Referring to graves - one buried, two left alive.
The mutiny is coming for your head. I’m so quick to spit treachery.
An impending rebellion against authority; a willingness to betray.
Once again the tides have changed. Oh, the atrocities.
Noting a significant change in circumstances, accompanied by terrible deeds.
Breaking constraints while keeping my morals. Oh, the atrocities.
Breaking boundaries while maintaining personal morals in the face of atrocities.
For I am a better man, than my father ever was.
Claiming moral superiority over the speaker's father.
Regaining my purpose, through the fathoms.
Finding purpose and direction in the depths of experience.
Burn the olive branch. No peace remains.
Rejecting peace, choosing conflict, symbolized by burning an olive branch.
Malnourished from all the bullshit, that you force-fed me.
Feeling weakened by the falsehoods and negativity imposed by others.
So it’s either me or them, and it sure as Hell won’t be me.
A stark choice between self-preservation and the demise of others.
So bite the fucking curb.
An aggressive directive, suggesting harm or defeat for someone.
Grave mistakes have been made.
Acknowledging serious errors or regrets.
You find hard to stay afloat with the guilt in your lungs.
Struggling with guilt, making it difficult to breathe or continue.
You find hard to quench your thirst, in the cesspools you tread in.
Difficulty finding satisfaction or fulfillment in a polluted environment.
I can’t say I wish you well, but I wish the very best for myself.
Expressing a lack of goodwill towards someone, prioritizing personal well-being.
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