Word Salad
Annihilator Lyrics


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Closets of my mind destroyed, as I enter outward from a void
Corpses white have strapped me down, I rise above then fall
Tactual hallucination, cockroaches infest the wall

Psychic pain on ice, I hurt
Devoid strength my life, inert
Anger fills they're shocked me back
White corpses turn to black
I run on psychic gasoline, my fuel shall burn you all

Word salad, no ballad
Word salad, no ballad

Diabolic plot, a toy, my brain the corpses to destroy
Prick my arm, injection fed, it's poison, I'm no fool
Tetanus shot, be sure it's not, I wish I were at school
Closets of my mind destroyed, but I enter inward, black void
Hatred turned to apathy, led down this black abyss
Good night, farewell you pig from hell, this world I shall not miss

Word salad, no ballad
Word salad

Woken up from death, nausea
Catatonic stupor, anoxia
Remaining still I hold onto a sense of permanence
Negativistic fear of pain, algophobic life sentence
Moral, physical decay, hatred withered away




Scourge of god he makes me pay, I shall not live or die
Vegetative judgment passed, my only thought to cry

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Word Salad" by Annihilator are full of vivid images that depict the singer's descent into madness. The opening lines describe the destruction of the closets in his mind, which is likely a metaphor for the breakdown of his mental defenses. The white corpses that have strapped him down symbolize his own mortality and his fear of losing control. The tactual hallucination of cockroaches infesting the wall is a graphic way to show the singer's sense of disgust and unease.


The second verse showcases the pain and frustration the singer feels at being trapped in this state of mind. He feels powerless and inert, and the anger that fills him is not enough to bring him back to reality. Instead, his hallucinations turn even darker, with the white corpses turning black. The final lines are a defiant assertion of his determination to fight back - he will use his psychic gasoline to burn down everything in his path.


The chorus is where the title of the song comes into play - the "word salad" refers to the singer's jumbled and incoherent thoughts. It's no ballad - there's no romanticism or sentimentality in this song. It's a brutal and raw depiction of mental illness.


Line by Line Meaning

Closets of my mind destroyed, as I enter outward from a void
My mind's secrets have been exposed, as I try to escape emptiness


Corpses white have strapped me down, I rise above then fall
I feel restrained by death, unable to escape the cycle of life and demise


Tactual hallucination, cockroaches infest the wall
I experience sensations that aren't real, seeing bugs crawling around me


Psychic pain on ice, I hurt
I feel an emotional anguish that's numbed, but still present


Devoid strength my life, inert
I have no energy, no motivation to do anything


Anger fills they're shocked me back
I'm so angry that it brings me back to reality


White corpses turn to black
Death erodes everything, turning what was once pristine into decay


I run on psychic gasoline, my fuel shall burn you all
My anger and pain give me power, which will cause destruction to those around me


Diabolic plot, a toy, my brain the corpses to destroy
My twisted plan is to use my own mind to destroy my demons


Prick my arm, injection fed, it's poison, I'm no fool
I recognize when harmful people or substances are introduced into my life


Tetanus shot, be sure it's not, I wish I were at school
I wish I could go back to a time before I became so jaded


Closets of my mind destroyed, but I enter inward, black void
Though I have unlocked my mind's secrets, I feel trapped in darkness


Hatred turned to apathy, led down this black abyss
My hatred has brought me to a place of despair, where I no longer care


Good night, farewell you pig from hell, this world I shall not miss
I'm ready to leave this world, hoping to never return


Woken up from death, nausea
Being brought back to life produces sickness and discomfort


Catatonic stupor, anoxia
I'm in a state of physical and psychological paralysis, unable to breathe


Remaining still I hold onto a sense of permanence
Though I'm immobile, I feel like my existence is steadfast


Negativistic fear of pain, algophobic life sentence
I'm afraid of pain and suffering, and feel like life is just a sentence


Moral, physical decay, hatred withered away
My ethics and body are deteriorating, and my hatred is diminishing


Scourge of god he makes me pay, I shall not live or die
I feel punished by a higher power, and feel like I'm stuck in limbo


Vegetative judgment passed, my only thought to cry
I've been stuck in a vegetative state, with the only option being to cry


Word salad, no ballad
My thoughts and emotions are disorganized and chaotic, not poetic


Word salad
My mind is overwhelmed and cannot make sense of anything




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Written by: JEFFREY BRUCE WATERS

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@petergrtz2281

LYRICS:

Closets of my mind destroyed, as I enter outward from a void
Corpses white have strapped me down, I rise above then fall
Tactual hallucination, cockroaches infest the wall

Psychic pain on ice, I hurt. Devoid strength my life, inert
Anger fills they're shocked me back, white corpses turn to black
I run on psychic gasoline, my fuel shall burn you all

Word salad, no ballad
Word salad, no ballad

Diabolic plot, a toy, my brain the corpses to destroy
Prick my arm, injection fed, it's poison, I'm no fool
Tetnus shot, be sure it's not, I wish I were at school

Closets of my mind destroyed, but I enter inward, black void
Hatred turned to apathy, led down this black abyss
Good night, farewell you pig from hell, this world I shall not miss

Word salad, no ballad
Word salad

Woken up from death, nausea. Catatonic stupor, anoxia
Remaining still I hold onto a sense of permanence
Negativistic fear of pain, algophobic life sentence

Moral, physical decay, hatred withered away
Scourge of god he makes me pay, I shall not live or die
Vegetative judgment passed, my only thought to cry



@juzepe.1

Closets of my mind destroyed, as I enter outward from a void
Corpses white have strapped me down, I rise above then fall
Tactual hallucination, cockroaches infest the wall

Psychic pain on ice, I hurt
Devoid strength my life, inert
Anger fills they've shocked me back
White corpses turn to black
I run on psychic gasoline, my fuel shall burn you all

Word Salad, no ballad
Word Salad, no ballad

Diabolic plot, a toy, my brain the corpses to destroy
Prick my arm, injection fed, it's poison, I'm no fool
Tetanus shot, be sure it's not, I wish I were at school
Closets of my mind destroyed, but I enter inward, black void
Hatred turns to apathy, led down this dark abyss
Good night, farewell you pig from hell, this world I shall not miss

Word Salad, no ballad
Word Salad

Woken up from death, nausea
Catatonic stupor, anoxia
Remaining still I hold onto a sense of permanence
Negativistic fear of pain, algophobic life sentence
Moral, physical decay, hatred withered away
Scourge of God he makes me pay, I shall not live or die
Vegetative judgment passed, my only thought to cry



All comments from YouTube:

@jtjdrums

Such an eerie and massive sounding song. One of their best.

@slimmmshaney5695

It's a crime how underrated Jeff waters and annihilator is.

@RafaelCDet

That's what happens when you can't hold a stable lineup, especially vocalists, which are the most important part of a band's identity when it comes to commercial success.

@vilitoivola2439

@zTundra every single one has been their best vocalist each on their own way TBH

@titantron5840

Can't compare the other dudes to randy rampage, he had those straight up thrash vocals that fit perfectly.

@petergrtz2281

LYRICS:

Closets of my mind destroyed, as I enter outward from a void
Corpses white have strapped me down, I rise above then fall
Tactual hallucination, cockroaches infest the wall

Psychic pain on ice, I hurt. Devoid strength my life, inert
Anger fills they're shocked me back, white corpses turn to black
I run on psychic gasoline, my fuel shall burn you all

Word salad, no ballad
Word salad, no ballad

Diabolic plot, a toy, my brain the corpses to destroy
Prick my arm, injection fed, it's poison, I'm no fool
Tetnus shot, be sure it's not, I wish I were at school

Closets of my mind destroyed, but I enter inward, black void
Hatred turned to apathy, led down this black abyss
Good night, farewell you pig from hell, this world I shall not miss

Word salad, no ballad
Word salad

Woken up from death, nausea. Catatonic stupor, anoxia
Remaining still I hold onto a sense of permanence
Negativistic fear of pain, algophobic life sentence

Moral, physical decay, hatred withered away
Scourge of god he makes me pay, I shall not live or die
Vegetative judgment passed, my only thought to cry

@sampelletier5067

One of the best song of this album 0:25 brutal riffs - Word salad, no ballad * 😈✨

@maxq2066

Annihilator Rocks! 🎸🎸🎸🎸

@tytallica9623

What a W I L D guitar sound! i heard aliens landing, and cats fighting, and lasers i was truly frightened @5:00 mark. Love iT

@joshuagerthoffer2321

I think its trying to convey schizophrenia I believe.

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