Dark Of Days
Bourbon Princess Lyrics


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Some kind of lagoon,
where pharos and modern-day dictators meet in a room,
discussing their finer parts, and all their future sins.
"Let the new day begin!" they say,
as they raise their glasses to the dark of days.
All their guns were stacked in piles by the coat check.
The girl hasn't made enough tips yet.
She never seems to smile.
The wives are all home,
gossiping and chit-chatting on their telephones,
painting-up their toenails.
Though they cannot show their feet.
"You can kiss her! You can kiss her!
But you better be discreet."

For all the alarms there sure is a great deal of calm.
Where'd everyone go?
In the shelters and basements a hundred-sixty feet below.

The wind took their sails,
waltzing on the ocean.
The captain's on a bed of nails
while all those evil thinkers and foul-mouthed drinkers
made plans for us.
"This doom is very scenic and bright!
For a moment I forgot that we were still in the night."
The moon had killed the stars.
"We haven't traveled far.

We've miles and miles to go and it's beginning to snow!"
So we wage wars.
Though neither side settles the score.
Crawling around, blind on the ground,
sniffing-out the blood of those bitter hounds.
Taking orders only to disobey.
"They don't deserve to settle here anyway!"
"Cry all you want! We were here first!
Get your filthy hands off of our holy dirt!"

Times don't change.
We ignore all the progress we've made.
No good luck charms,




just this grenade around my neck and a bloody spool of yarn.
"We were here first! Get your hands off our holy dirt!"

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Bourbon Princess's Dark of Days paint a dark and gloomy picture of a place where powerful people, including pharos and modern-day dictators, meet secretly to discuss their sins and finer parts. The lyrics reveal a sense of impending doom and chaos, as these powerful people raise their glasses to the "dark of days," suggesting that they have evil plans for the future. The guns of these powerful people are stacked at the coat check, suggesting that they are not there to protect themselves but rather to carry out their sinister plans. The girl working there is not happy, and the wives of these powerful men are at home gossiping, pampering themselves, and making unnecessary phone calls. The lyrics also suggest that there is an air of tension and unease, with the wives not able to show their feet and a warning to be discreet if you kiss the girl working there.


The next verse of the song paints a picture of an eerie calmness, a situation where all the alarms are sounding, but no one seems to be panicking. There is a sense that something terrible is about to happen, and everyone has taken refuge in the shelters and basements. The wind has taken the sails, and they are waltzing on the ocean, while the captain is on a bed of nails. The lyrics suggest that while these powerful people were planning their evil deeds, they forgot that they were still in the night. The moon has killed the stars, but they still have miles and miles to go, and it's beginning to snow. The lyrics end with an intense battle cry where both sides are fighting, but no one seems to be settling the score. The idea of "We were here first" is repeated several times in the lyrics, indicating that there is a struggle for power and territory.


Line by Line Meaning

Some kind of lagoon,
A mysterious location where ancient and modern leaders meet, discussing their innermost desires and unrepentant sins.


where pharos and modern-day dictators meet in a room,
Referring to a place where powerful leaders from different eras congregate.


discussing their finer parts, and all their future sins.
Leaders converse about their private habits, intimate details, and future wrongdoings in this place.


"Let the new day begin!" they say,
Leaders prepare to start new plans, schemes and projects.


as they raise their glasses to the dark of days.
Leaders toast to the uncertain future filled with peril and darkness.


All their guns were stacked in piles by the coat check.
Leaders come in unarmed, anticipating no danger in this gathering.


The girl hasn't made enough tips yet.
The woman serving drinks has not earned enough money and may be struggling to survive.


She never seems to smile.
The woman working at the gathering appears to never smile or find joy.


The wives are all home,
The wives of the leaders are back at home.


gossiping and chit-chatting on their telephones,
The wives are busy discussing and talking on the phone.


painting-up their toenails.
The wives pass their leisure time doing their nails.


Though they cannot show their feet.
The wives of the leaders can't present their feet, as it is taboo.


"You can kiss her! You can kiss her!
Someone is given permission to kiss a woman.


But you better be discreet."
The permission to kiss the woman must be done so secretly or in a hidden manner.


For all the alarms there sure is a great deal of calm.
Even though there is chaos, there is significant calm.


Where'd everyone go?
Questioning the disappearance of everyone in the region.


In the shelters and basements a hundred-sixty feet below.
People retreated to shelters and basements that are many feet below the surface.


The wind took their sails,
The sails of boats were lost due to strong winds.


waltzing on the ocean.
The winds are dancing on the waves of the sea.


The captain's on a bed of nails
The boat captain is in a difficult and uncomfortable situation.


while all those evil thinkers and foul-mouthed drinkers
Describing the people holding evil thoughts and vulgar communication.


made plans for us.
Some people have made plans that others will have to follow.


"This doom is very scenic and bright!
Some event of destruction is glamorized with beauty and colors.


For a moment I forgot that we were still in the night."
A moment of forgetfulness in a time of darkness and misery.


The moon had killed the stars.
Due to the overpowering light from the moon, the stars were not visible.


"We haven't traveled far.
Despite their journey, their distance is elusive and small.


We've miles and miles to go and it's beginning to snow!"
They have an immense distance to cover, and now it is snowing, ie. the situation is worsening.


So we wage wars.
People continue to fight against each other.


Though neither side settles the score.
In the conflict, neither side seems to triumph or resolve the score.


Crawling around, blind on the ground,
People lack vision and coordination on the ground.


sniffing-out the blood of those bitter hounds.
People are scavenging for bloody remains and foiling efforts of aversion.


Taking orders only to disobey.
Following orders given, but not heeding what is directed.


"They don't deserve to settle here anyway!"
Declaring certain individuals to be unworthy of residing there.


"Cry all you want! We were here first!
Telling someone they can cry all they want, but the artist was there first.


Get your filthy hands off of our holy dirt!"
Demanding someone remove their dirty hands from what is considered holy land.


Times don't change.
Despite time moving forward, certain things remain unchanged.


We ignore all the progress we've made.
People neglect to acknowledge the advancements they've achieved.


No good luck charms,
There is no act or object that can bring good luck.


just this grenade around my neck and a bloody spool of yarn.
Instead of good luck charms, dangerous items such as a grenade and a bloody spool of yarn are present.


"We were here first!
Reiterating an earlier statement that the artist and their community were the first inhabitants.


Get your hands off our holy dirt!"
Demanding again that others remove their hands from the land considered holy.




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