Blackened Page
Boiled in Lead Lyrics

Old woman, your hands are thin, and I think as scarred as mine.
The singer compares the thin and marked hands of the old woman to their own hands.

Old woman, is this all a lark, or is it how you spend your time?
The singer questions whether the old woman is genuinely practicing her craft or deceiving them for fun.

Old woman, they tell me here what you do is called a crime.
The singer reveals that the old woman is considered a criminal for her practices by others in the area.

Old woman, your predictions aren't worth a copper dime.
The artist doubts the accuracy of the old woman's predictions and deems them as worthless as a low-value coin.

Old woman, I hate too much, I must give it vent.
The artist admits to having too much intense hatred inside of them and needing to release it.

Old woman, you are hiding here inside your tent.
The singer notes that the old woman is secluded in her tent, perhaps hiding from those who condemn her actions.

Old woman, how much more will I have to repent?
The singer questions how much more they will have to atone for their sins.

Old woman, will I have left my mark when my days are spent?
The artist wonders if they will have made a significant impact on the world by the time they pass away.

Old woman, it is only false joy you bring.
The artist believes that the old woman only provides fake happiness.

Old woman, upon your hand I see a death's-head ring.
The artist describes seeing a symbol of death on the old woman's hand.

Old woman, it's our winter, and we'll never see a spring.
The singer implies that they are in a permanent state of darkness and despair and will never experience a period of hope and renewal.

Old woman, it's time to cry, why must you still sing?
The artist views the old woman's singing as inappropriate given the bleak circumstances and believes that they should all be mourning instead.

How can you have lived this long, and not give in to rage?
The singer questions how the old woman has not succumbed to consuming rage after enduring so much hardship throughout her long life.

Don't you understand; we've both outlived our age?
The singer tries to make the old woman realize that they have both surpassed the typical lifespan and should have the wisdom to act differently.

There is no final curtain; this is not a stage.
The singer emphasizes that life is not a performance and there is no ultimate ending point.

Can you read what's written on this blackened page?
The artist wants the old woman to decipher the meaning behind the dark and ominous situation they are all in.

Old woman, tell me when to hold the sand and when to let it spill.
The artist seeks guidance from the old woman, asking for clarity on when to take action and when to let events happen naturally.

Old woman, tell me when the sun's light will touch my window sill.
The singer desires a sense of hope and renewal and looks to the old woman to provide knowledge on when this might occur.

Old woman, tell me if it's me or those around me who are ill.
The singer is uncertain if they or others are the ones experiencing sickness and seeks the old woman's insight to help determine this.

Old woman, promise me that I will never have to kill.
The artist pleads with the old woman to ensure that they will never have to take someone's life.