Deeper
Into the Abyss: Vulture Industries' Deep Descent
Lyrics
Through rock, and compact earth we toil
Workers labor through challenging terrain, including rocks and compact earth.
Sore, bloody, fingers dig through soil
Despite pain and injury, hands continue to dig through the soil.
Like ghosts, shying from the day
Similar to ghosts avoiding daylight, there is a sense of reluctance or fear.
Inch by inch we make our way into the dark depths
Gradually advancing into the dark depths, overcoming obstacles.
we heard its calling
Responding to a call, an inner or external beckoning.
Through dust and stones
Progressing through dust and stones.
Call blood, calling bone
Referring to familial ties, blood and bone, suggesting a deep connection.
To claw our way a little deeper
Striving to delve even further, driven by a relentless pursuit.
Our souls compelled
Inner selves or spirits are impelled to take risks in a challenging environment.
to take their chances in hell
Embracing challenges and hardships akin to hell.
To claw our way a little deeper
Continuing the struggle to explore deeper realms.
Past jagged stone towards the core
Moving past sharp obstacles towards a central point.
Hearts pounding madly on death's door
Intense emotions as individuals approach the brink of death.
Our eyes fixed on the end
Focused on reaching the ultimate destination.
One and all we will rely upon the promise
Collectively relying on a promise for guidance.
We heard the calling
Acknowledging a repeated calling or urging.
They call from hell
Receiving a call from a place symbolized as hell.
Unbreakable spell
Facing an unbreakable spell or enchantment.
To claw our way a little deeper
Persisting in the journey, despite challenges.
Through dust and stones
Continuing through dust and stones.
Call blood, calling bone
Emphasizing the familial ties again, with blood and bone.
To claw our way a little deeper
Persevering to explore deeper realms.
Yet onwards
Undeterred, moving forward despite challenges.
Forward we go
Continuing to advance.
Lost, by our own hearts cursed to press on deeper still
Feeling lost due to a cursed heart but compelled to go deeper.
Lost,
Reiterating the sense of being lost.
restless like bees
Restless, akin to bees, swarming in pursuit of an elusive goal.
swarming until we lose our way
Continuing the pursuit until losing direction.
until we were lost none would look up and sing the sky is gone
Despite being lost, there's a reluctance to acknowledge defeat and look up.
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