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Thoughts of a Darkened Mind
Warning : Extremely depressing. Keep away from small rodents.
A Gray Sublime Archon
Bloodstained Ground

~ Eluveitie

What did I close in here?
I can't remember ever shedding tears o'spite,
On this ground, cropping up the fatal frontline!

Like a soot-blackened palisade yet,
Impelled, void and abulic,
Legions delineate an omnious skyline!

As lifeless demons without soul,
These insentient hosts abide,
Engulfing war monger get away from here!

Trod ye the path of vast deceit?
Every piece of evidence was a lie,
The war, the threat's a hyping fake,
To move figures on the board!

Stain bibractes ground!

What do you see in me?
Do you breathe-in dreams?
What spurred you to come here?
An oneiric picture of being....

Like disaffected legions taken, lure,
I wonder what lies, what threat or promise,
Persuaded them to leave their home so far away,
...did they really know?

As the carnyx roared aloud,
I quaked not, yet just asked myself,
How their hearts took the bait,
These sweetened words of bitter essence!

Face to face with nameless foes,
Scorching words, unspoken lorn,
Unheard quests remain the ashes of the dead!

Forsooth we'll bear the brunt
Upright in life or in death,
Yet still the countless cries echo,
In silenced caves of nothing!
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These lyrics are an embodiment of the thing in life that perplexes me the most. The chaotic air of warfare, the minds of those who cause it, the emotions of those who fight it, and the constant effect that it has in humanity. This song can also be seen as a big metaphor for meeting people in normal lifetime events. The human mind has the habit of judging ever being as either friend or foe, and for what? Does any human bear the right to see themselves as anything of worth? Do we ever have the right to give ourselves the power of these civil duties? I see humanity as an eternal contradiction of itself, full of love and hate and the same moment. It wearies me, and makes me think of myself as well. Am I worth anything? The individual is blessed with a mind to think and create world and philosophies of endless proportions, but humanity is given their actions of tragedy and clumsy crusades. I am both pathetic and great, useless and powerful, damned and divine. My thoughts shall be the death of me, and humanity shall end up the same way. And I will forever ask those close to me....

"What do you see in me?
Do you breathe-in dreams?
What spurred you to come here?
An oneiric picture of being...."





 
 
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