They released a record as St. Mucus in 1995, which is called "Natural Mutation". With their actual name, Am I Blood has released 4 records and an EP so far, including: "Am I Blood" (1997), "Agitation" (1998), "Gone With You (EP)" (2000), "The Truth Inside the Dying Sun" (2001), "The Truth Inside The Dying Sun" re-edition (2005) and "Existence of Trauma" (2011).
The "The Truth Inside The Dying Sun" record was ready to be released a couple of years before 2005, but the band decided to wait due to some trouble with an American label. Eventually the album was released with the Finnish label Scandinavian A1 Music.
Jenne Kerminan sounds like James Hetfield especially in "Gone With You" (MetallicA).
Line-up:
Janne Kerminen - Vocals, Lead Guitars
Tomi Luoma - Guitars
Ilves - Guitars (R.I.P. 2013)
Toni Grönroos - Bass Guitars
Mika Tanttu - Drums
War of My Misery
Am I Blood Lyrics
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Chosen for a dreamless gift
The loss you were seeking from my misery
Fading to asleep
Embrace the victim of your soul
You hate it anyway
So hate I
Capture of grace reveals my vanity
Tired for this pressure
Value of freedom it keeps on illusion
Appears as my own
They hate myself and you
Corruption of infernal
They praise my war
War of my misery
Untiring legion concedes my confession
It would serve no reason
Uninvited, cold personality
Reserved to be untrue for themselves
Embrace the victim...
They hate myself...
The lyrics of "War of My Misery" by Am I Blood seem to reflect the feeling of being trapped in a cycle of self-destruction and the longing for freedom. The first verse speaks of a "dreamless gift" that has been chosen as a legacy, perhaps referring to some sort of unconscious conditioning or familial patterns of behavior. It is then suggested that the singer's misery is the source of loss that someone else was seeking, and that the singer is "fading to asleep." This can be interpreted as either giving up or giving in, perhaps to the destructive tendencies that have been passed down to them.
In the chorus, the singer urges the listener to embrace the victim of their soul, and to hate it - as they do - so that they can finally break free from the cycle of misery. The second verse speaks of the "capture of grace," which may refer to a moment of enlightenment or realization about the true nature of the singer's situation. The concept of freedom is mentioned, but it is also acknowledged that it may only be an illusion. The bridge of the song describes an "untiring legion" that is aware of the singer's confession, but it would "serve no reason" to reveal it. This could be interpreted as the recognition that the singer is trapped by their own mind and habits, but that no one can help them escape unless they are willing to do the work themselves.
Overall, the lyrics of "War of My Misery" seem to portray the struggles of dealing with self-destructive tendencies and the desire for freedom from that cycle. The journey towards breaking free may not be easy, but the song suggests that it is necessary to embrace the victim and to hate it to finally move forward.
Line by Line Meaning
The last wish will remain in their legacy
Their final request will be remembered in their history
Chosen for a dreamless gift
Selected for a present that brings no joy
The loss you were seeking from my misery
You were searching for something to gain from my suffering
Fading to asleep
Drifting off to slumber
Embrace the victim of your soul
Accept the part of yourself that is vulnerable
You hate it anyway
You despise it regardless
So hate I
Therefore, hate me as well
Capture of grace reveals my vanity
My conceit is exposed by my attempt to achieve perfection
Tired for this pressure
Exhausted by the weight of expectations
Value of freedom it keeps on illusion
The concept of freedom is a delusion that is maintained
Appears as my own
Seems to belong to me
They hate myself and you
They dislike both me and you
Corruption of infernal
The wickedness comes from hellish origins
They praise my war
They commend me for my battle
War of my misery
The fighting that arises from my pain
Untiring legion concedes my confession
My admission is accepted by an unyielding group
It would serve no reason
It would not be beneficial
Uninvited, cold personality
An unwelcome, unfeeling demeanor
Reserved to be untrue for themselves
Intended to deceive their own selves
Contributed by James O. Suggest a correction in the comments below.