Buried Alive
Blitzkrieg Lyrics


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Senseless slaughter, hung his daughter
And then he went to sleep
Tommy gun, saw the sun
And then began to weep
Travolta style, he danced a mile
Then fell down in a heap
He wondered why, he could not buy
The people that were cheap

Take me to your hearts!

Take me to your hearts!

Take me to your ¡¡HEARTS!!

The greasy dog, drank the fog
Then rolled on down the street
The leather prince, he turned to mince
And left behind, his feet
Poetic frog, became a hog
And wallowed in the sty
And Betty bright, screamed all night
Then walked across the sky

Take me to your hearts!

Take me to your hearts!

Take me to your ¡¡HEARTS!!

Five foot Mike, fell on the spike
That pierced his left hand
He wore the hood, and dripped his blood
Along the golden sand
They saved his hide, he almost died
Thanks to brave old clive
And none did frown, as they laid him down
And buried him alive

Take me to your hearts!

Take me to your hearts!





¡¡TAKE ME TO YOUR HEARTS!!

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Blitzkrieg's song "Buried Alive" are cryptic, surreal, and open for interpretation. The song uses a series of disconnected images to paint a surrealistic tableau. The opening lines "Senseless slaughter, hung his daughter, and then he went to sleep" sets a disturbing tone. It almost feels like a scene from a horror movie. The imagery used in the song is dark, surreal, and dreamlike. The lines "The greasy dog, drank the fog, then rolled on down the street" show how the song is using surrealistic imagery to create an inner world of random and absurd images.


Another intriguing aspect of the song is the way it uses different styles to convey the lyrics. The line "Travolta style, he danced a mile, then fell down in a heap," shows how the song switches styles seamlessly from surreal image to pop culture reference. The song also uses repetition to emphasize the surrealistic and hypnotic quality of the lyrics. The phrase "Take me to your hearts" is repeated throughout the song, becoming a kind of mantra that creates a hypnotic effect.


Overall, the lyrics to "Buried Alive" are a dreamlike and surrealistic journey through the unconscious mind. The song uses vivid and sometimes disturbing imagery to create an atmosphere of disorientation and dislocation. It is a song that is open for interpretation and provides a rich tapestry of images for the listener to explore.


Line by Line Meaning

Senseless slaughter, hung his daughter
The act of murdering his own daughter without any rational motive


And then he went to sleep
He slept easily after the heinous act


Tommy gun, saw the sun
A violent weapon being used to commit murder under the daylight


And then began to weep
The murderer had a sudden realization and remorse for his crime


Travolta style, he danced a mile
He danced exuberantly like John Travolta in Saturday Night Fever


Then fell down in a heap
Collapsed in exhaustion after the dance


He wondered why, he could not buy
He questioned why he couldn't manipulate or control people like objects


The people that were cheap
The people he thought he could manipulate because they were easily purchasable


Take me to your hearts!
A plea to be welcomed and accepted by others


The greasy dog, drank the fog
A nonsensical statement with no clear meaning


Then rolled on down the street
Continuing the nonsensical statement with no clear meaning


The leather prince, he turned to mince
A person of authority and power was destroyed and reduced to nothing


And left behind, his feet
The only evidence of the prince's existence left behind


Poetic frog, became a hog
A sudden transformation from one thing to another


And wallowed in the sty
The transformed creature embraced its new, filthy surroundings


And Betty bright, screamed all night
Someone experiencing a great deal of discomfort or agony


Then walked across the sky
A miraculous and impossible feat


Five foot Mike, fell on the spike
A tragic accident involving a sharp object and a person's shorter-than-average stature


That pierced his left hand
The specific point of injury that caused great pain and damage


He wore the hood, and dripped his blood
Attempting to hide his identity as he bled profusely


Along the golden sand
The location of the injury, such as a beach or desert


They saved his hide, he almost died
He nearly lost his life but was rescued in time


Thanks to brave old clive
A person who was instrumental in saving his life


And none did frown, as they laid him down
The people who helped him showed no judgment or disapproval as they placed him in his final resting place


And buried him alive
The shocking and terrifying end to the story


Take me to your hearts!
Repeating the plea for acceptance and love, possibly hinting at a deeper desire for redemption




Writer(s): Brian Ross, James Sieroto, Ian Phillip Jones

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

Álvaro Montero

Senseless slaughter, hung his daughter
And then he went to sleep
Tommy gun, saw the sun
And then began to weep
Travolta style, he danced a mile
Then fell down in a heap
He wondered why, he could not buy
The people that were cheap

Take me to your hearts!

The greasy dog, drank the fog
Then rolled on down the street
The leather prince, he turned to mince
And left behind, his feet
Poetic frog, became a hog
And wallowed in the sty
And betty bright, screamed all night
Then walked across the sky

Five foot mike, fell on the spike
That pierced his left hand
He wore the hood, and dripped his blood
Along the golden sand
They saved his hide, he almost died
Thanks to brave old clive
And none did frown, as they laid him down
And buried him alive



All comments from YouTube:

The Tyrant

You find the true pioneers of 'heavy' metal through the obscure demo tapes that do little more than collect dust these days. 

Ashley Lawrwnce

Baphomet you don't think sabbath is the true gods?

Dream Obsession

+Baphomet hey nice name

UAP

it’s 2020 and I cannot get better sound than this from my guitar rig

Álvaro Montero

Senseless slaughter, hung his daughter
And then he went to sleep
Tommy gun, saw the sun
And then began to weep
Travolta style, he danced a mile
Then fell down in a heap
He wondered why, he could not buy
The people that were cheap

Take me to your hearts!

The greasy dog, drank the fog
Then rolled on down the street
The leather prince, he turned to mince
And left behind, his feet
Poetic frog, became a hog
And wallowed in the sty
And betty bright, screamed all night
Then walked across the sky

Five foot mike, fell on the spike
That pierced his left hand
He wore the hood, and dripped his blood
Along the golden sand
They saved his hide, he almost died
Thanks to brave old clive
And none did frown, as they laid him down
And buried him alive

Johnny Womack

Eat psychedelic mushrooms and then write lyrics LOL

kurzackd

@hellwitch 666 it is.

hellwitch 666

Those are some abstract, godly fucking lyrics!!! But, it's not Travolta style!🙄

Ofídica Thrash

Excelente!!! Muchas gracias!!!

Sheik Habibi

I bet this is the sort of stuff that influenced Metallica

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