The River Ov Knives

Rituals of Betrayal: Unveiling Depths in 'The River Ov Knives'
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Lyrics

The wind closed eyes

The wind causes closed eyes, possibly symbolizing a sense of blindness or unawareness.

In lies the tribe's iron hand

The tribe's authority or power is based on falsehoods or deceit.

Gripping color

A firm grip on vividness or life's vibrancy.

Dripping salted water

Symbolic depiction of tears or emotional pain.

Without the Sun

In the absence of enlightenment or positivity.

We merge our paths

We converge our journeys, potentially suggesting a shared fate.

Thy picture birthed only in blight

An image born only in decay or ruin.

The horns formed in matching peril

Dangerous situations or difficulties develop in a corresponding manner.

The River carries victims of my lasting betrayal. A ritual forced upon me.

The river symbolizes carrying the consequences of enduring betrayal, possibly against one's will.

Hymns carried

Religious songs transported or conveyed.

Answered with silence, begetting an unparalleled emptiness. Was he ever here... or is the winter's howl emerging from the opposite direction?

Unanswered prayers create an overwhelming feeling of emptiness, questioning someone's existence or presence.

Where could the remnants of the shattered aether be scattered

Searching for the scattered remnants of something shattered.

Is my blood tied to these wilted scriptures?

Questioning a personal connection to ancient, withered writings.

There screams no sound louder than nothingness

Silence or absence is more deafening than any scream.

The wind closed eyes

Reiteration of the wind causing closed eyes, reinforcing a sense of unawareness or blindness.

In lies the tribe's iron hand

Restating the authority or power of the tribe built on falsehoods or deceit.

Gripping color

Continued strong grip on vividness or life's vibrancy.

Dripping salted water

Continued depiction of tears or emotional pain.

Without the Sun

Continued absence of enlightenment or positivity.

We merge our paths

Reiteration of converging journeys, possibly signifying a shared fate.

Thy picture birthed only in blight

Reiteration of an image born only in decay or ruin.

The horns formed in matching peril

Reiteration of dangerous situations or difficulties developing correspondingly.

The River carries victims of my lasting betrayal. A ritual forced upon me.

Reiteration of the river symbolizing carrying the consequences of enduring betrayal, possibly against one's will.

Hymns carried

Reiteration of religious songs being transported or conveyed.

Answered with silence, begetting an unparalleled emptiness. Was he ever here... or is the winter's howl emerging from thee?

Repeated feeling of emptiness due to unanswered prayers, questioning someone's existence or presence, possibly influenced by the harshness of winter.

Answered with silence, begetting an unparalleled emptiness. Was he ever here... or is the winter's howl emerging from the opposite direction?

Rephrased feeling of emptiness and questioning existence, potentially emphasizing the uncertainty or confusion.

Impending uprising fulfilled when I discovered death's dry hand.

The impending uprising or rebellion fulfilled upon discovering death's inevitability.

Stepping out into the snow the chill caresses my hair. Following the voice to encounter thy embrace.

Stepping out into a cold environment, following an elusive voice for a meaningful encounter.

An offering of flesh

Offering one's physical self.

A sacrifice of memories

Sacrificing memories as part of an offering.

Plunge the ashen blade through the chest of my origin. Tear tendons to reach the vessel

Metaphorical self-harm to access one's core or origin.

Surgical discovery of the ancient ones

Exploration or revelation of ancient wisdom through a methodical process.

To the glyphs I raise my hand

Turning to ancient symbols or teachings for guidance or connection.

Plunge the ashen blade through the chest of my origin.

Reiteration of metaphorical self-harm to access one's core or origin.

Hooded father I cry upon the altar

Addressing or seeking guidance from a revered figure or entity.

I repeat your message in circles

Repetition of relaying a message in a cyclical or ongoing manner.

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