Earth: As a Womb
Altar of Plagues Lyrics


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Who will guard these hills?
Those which are abandoned.
Those which are exhausted.
Everything is collapsing, can you see it?
Awareness will come slow, if at all.

I knew it would come, when everything collapsed.
It is too late to rebuild these walls?

(Because) this self created bliss has destroyed everything true,
When truth was the rise of the first gentian.
They do not know what they seek,
So who could expect such grand repose
When all wisdom ends in nothing,
Who chooses what will be truth?

It feels as though there is a saw resting on these bones,

Behind this flesh
lies an anaemic frame
like brittle bones, they snap,
it echoes for days

I regret everything I ever promised,
In this coil, endlessly falling to nothing




as we think, we are all that will exist
learning now, that this truth, was just denial.

Overall Meaning

The song "Earth: As a Womb" by Altar of Plagues is a reflection on the way humans have abused and destroyed the natural world. The lyrics suggest that we have abandoned and exhausted the hills, and everything is collapsing as a result. The singer asks who will take responsibility for this damage and protect the earth from further harm. They also question whether it is too late to repair the damage that has already been done.


The lyrics then turn to a discussion of truth and wisdom. The singer laments the fact that humans have created their own false reality, which has obscured the real truth. They wonder who is capable of choosing what is true, and suggest that wisdom can lead to nothingness.


Finally, the song takes a more personal turn, with the singer reflecting on their own mortality. They feel as though their body is fragile and on the brink of collapse, and they regret the promises they have made. The song ends with the realization that what they thought was the truth was just a form of denial.


Overall, "Earth: As a Womb" is a powerful commentary on humanity's relationship with the natural world and our own mortality. The lyrics are striking and thought-provoking, inviting the listener to reflect on their own role in the health of the planet.


Line by Line Meaning

Who will guard these hills?
Who will protect the abandoned and exhausted hills?


Those which are abandoned.
The hills that have been deserted.


Those which are exhausted.
The hills that are worn out.


Everything is collapsing, can you see it?
The world as we know it is falling apart, are you aware?


Awareness will come slow, if at all.
Many people will be slow to realize this.


I knew it would come, when everything collapsed.
I could feel it happening before it did.


It is too late to rebuild these walls?
Is it too late to fix what has been broken?


Because this self created bliss has destroyed everything true,
The false sense of happiness we have created has destroyed all that was once real.


When truth was the rise of the first gentian.
When the truth was the first blooming of the gentian flower.


They do not know what they seek,
Many people do not know what they are looking for.


So who could expect such grand repose
Is it fair to expect such a great rest?


When all wisdom ends in nothing,
When all knowledge eventually becomes meaningless.


Who chooses what will be truth?
Who determines what is true and what is not?


It feels as though there is a saw resting on these bones,
It feels like my bones are being sawed through.


Behind this flesh
Beyond the skin.


lies an anaemic frame
A weak and depleted body lies beneath.


like brittle bones, they snap,
The bones easily break.


it echoes for days
The sound of the bones breaking seems to linger for a long time.


I regret everything I ever promised,
I am filled with remorse for every promise I ever made.


In this coil, endlessly falling to nothing
Life feels like a spiral, forever declining into nothingness.


as we think, we are all that will exist
We often think that we are the only things that will ever matter.


learning now, that this truth, was just denial.
I am realizing that my previous beliefs were nothing but denial.




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Who will guard these hills?
Those which are abandoned
Those which are exhausted
Everything is falling, can you see it?
Awareness will come slow, if at all
I knew it would come, when everything collapsed
It is too late to rebuild these walls?
(Because) this self created bliss has destroyed everything true
When truth was the rise of the first gentian
They do not know what they seek
So who could expect such grand repose
When all wisdom ends in nothing
Who chooses what will be truth?
It feels as though there is a saw resting on these bones
Behind this flesh
Lies an anaemic frame
Like brittle bones, they snap
It echoes for days
I regret everything I ever promised
In this coil, endlessly falling to nothing
As we think, we are all that will exist
Learning now, that this truth, was just denial



All comments from YouTube:

Mike Myers

A song that has been a soundtrack to my insomnia, self-loathing thoughts and almost a suicide. I live so much better now and still I love this track too much. This kind of black metal is like a poetry. Very artistic.

GiBRiDlsd

Очень жаль что этой группы уже нет , но с 2015 года я не переставая их слушаю! Они охуенны

FrippTricky

My favorite metal song to this day.

ramingr

Now, THIS is a masterpiece.

Rethink Everything

Earth is a womb, a living cell; and we are the parasites within her...

Jackson Zhang

Indeed....

Jackson Zhang

This is quite majestic.

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Who will guard these hills?
Those which are abandoned
Those which are exhausted
Everything is falling, can you see it?
Awareness will come slow, if at all
I knew it would come, when everything collapsed
It is too late to rebuild these walls?
(Because) this self created bliss has destroyed everything true
When truth was the rise of the first gentian
They do not know what they seek
So who could expect such grand repose
When all wisdom ends in nothing
Who chooses what will be truth?
It feels as though there is a saw resting on these bones
Behind this flesh
Lies an anaemic frame
Like brittle bones, they snap
It echoes for days
I regret everything I ever promised
In this coil, endlessly falling to nothing
As we think, we are all that will exist
Learning now, that this truth, was just denial

Elliot Foss

now there is nothing**^^

Dave Torres

Amazing

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