Segregated Holocaust
Am I Blood Lyrics

Senile strained hand ascends over dawn
An elderly and weak hand reaches upwards towards the sunrise, struggling to grab at life's opportunities.

Trying to reach inanimate faces
The hand is attempting to connect with lifeless objects, indicating a deep sense of loneliness and desperation.

And no one ever has felt misanthropy
Despite their feelings of isolation and despair, the singer acknowledges that nobody truly hates humanity or wishes them harm.

Freezing ice like igniting pearl
Ice that's so cold it could start a fire represents the paradoxes of life - things that seem simple actually have dangerous complexity beneath the surface.

Water flows a sorrow to emptiness
Tears of sadness flow to a void, highlighting the feeling of despair and defeat.

Deriding thoughts from a dead will to the distance
Doubtful and insulting thoughts stem from a defeated spirit that's resigned to a bleak future.

In the time from strength to debility
As time passes, the singer explains that their physical and emotional strength has gradually waned and they've become more weak and vulnerable.

Little child aligning dead hearts to appeasing air
A childlike innocence tries to calm the spirits of those who've lost everything, using the soothing power of nature.

Nothing's alive nothing stands anymore
The sense of loss is so profound that there's nothing left standing in the artist's life.

There's left only silence and lowness
In the absence of life, only dead silence and feelings of sadness remain.

Everything that they could understand
Despite their attempts to find meaning or purpose in life, the singer suggests that nothing truly makes sense anymore.

They deny it over and over
The artist's attempts to rationalize their existence are futile, as they continue to reject any potential explanations that come their way.

In the state from weakness to perfection
The singer is in a paradoxical state of both weakness and perfection, showing that moments of vulnerability can also be moments of clarity and truth.

It forces my shoulders harder and lower
Life's difficulties weigh down heavily upon the singer, bearing upon them like a heavy burden.

If I could I would rise over anguished cries
If it were possible, the singer would transcend the pain and strife of their existence to find peace and safety.

Over my cry that no one has heard
Despite their suffering, the artist has been left to suffer in silence, with nobody to lend a hand or understand their plight.

For the first time the thoughts are escaping
The artist is finally able to articulate their deepest thoughts and feelings for the first time in a long while.

Can you see I'm older and older
As time passes, the singer reflects on their own aging and the passing of time, which only evokes sadness and regret.

Want to leave this century's old day
The singer yearns to escape the burdens of life and time, wishing to go back to a simpler past, before the scars of existence took hold.

If the world isn't the inner of myself
The artist questions whether the world around them truly reflects their innermost self, suggesting a disconnect between their own identity and the way they interact with the world.

The blood of my heart is dry as a bleakness
The artist's heart is empty and drained of emotion, which only deepens their sense of despair and helplessness.

Descending down to pieces and pieces
The parts of the artist's life are falling apart bit by bit, illustrating the slow and painful decay of their existence.

To the ground that encloses nothingness
The earth itself seems to be empty and without meaning, an endless void that the singer can't escape from.

A hand close to death won't feel the last strain
As death approaches, the artist reflects on the fact that even their final moments will hold no meaning, since they've been drained of all emotion and strength.

I've been sold
The singer feels like they've been tricked or deceived by the world around them, sold a bill of goods that never materialized.

Segregated holocaust
The singer feels as if they've been subjected to a form of discrimination and oppression that's akin to a holocaust.

Unaffected
Despite the singer's suffering, nobody seems to care or even acknowledge their pain and despair.

Holocaust of segregation
The segregation and isolation that the artist feels is tantamount to the horrors of genocide, illustrating the depth of their despair and hopelessness.

In my own peace
Despite their feelings of loneliness and despair, the artist acknowledges that finding inner peace is still a possibility, even in the midst of their struggles.