A Residual Haunting
Byzantine Lyrics


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Crank the ratchet slowly to measure our inequities
Each bone that breaks reveal a new point of stress to me
A catalyst of suicide, a wound to be dressed
Quiet on the set, your death has taken its turn to be in progress

[Solo Tony]

Squeeze the hammer slowly to bury our honesty
A song for dying swans reveals a path for me
A catalyst of suicide, a wound to infect
Our death will be appreciated, swollen tongue forever

Laced with vitriol
Choking on the residue we leave

It's time to roll the bones
Your end I must advise
With confidence I sin
False grieving now begins
Belittles your demise
In minutes just a memory of faded apparitions

[spoken:]
These are the final words that will be penned from me
As empires rise, they do just fall
And history shall forever repeat




So now I dig deep into my black beating heart
And with open arms welcome you to oblivion...

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "A Residual Haunting" delve deep into a dark and depressive subject matter. The opening line, "Crank the ratchet slowly to measure our inequities," can be interpreted as a metaphor for life where each turn of the ratchet reveals a new challenge or difficulty to overcome. The following line, "Each bone that breaks reveal a new point of stress to me," could be a reference to the physical and emotional toll that comes with facing these challenges, with the imagery of bones breaking representing the pain that comes with each new obstacle.


The phrase "A catalyst of suicide" repeats throughout the song, underscoring the theme of death and self-destruction. The lines "Quiet on the set, your death has taken its turn to be in progress" and "Our death will be appreciated, swollen tongue forever" further expand upon the idea of death as an inevitability that cannot be avoided. The final verse of the song is particularly haunting, as the singer acknowledges the cyclical nature of history and welcomes the listener to "oblivion".


Overall, "A Residual Haunting" is a bleak and introspective song that confronts the inevitability of death and the challenges of life.


Line by Line Meaning

Crank the ratchet slowly to measure our inequities
Taking deliberate and intentional steps to assess the injustices and imbalances in our society and within ourselves.


Each bone that breaks reveal a new point of stress to me
Every struggle or challenge that we face uncovers a new area of tension and difficulty in our lives.


A catalyst of suicide, a wound to be dressed
Something that triggers thoughts of self-destruction and leaves an emotional wound that must be healed.


Quiet on the set, your death has taken its turn to be in progress
Silence falls over the stage, as life comes to a grinding halt and death takes its place in the spotlight.


Squeeze the hammer slowly to bury our honesty
Slowly and intentionally destroying the truth and denying reality in order to maintain an illusion or preserve a false sense of security.


A song for dying swans reveals a path for me
Finding inspiration and hope for the future in the struggles and pain of others, even in the midst of loss and mourning.


A catalyst of suicide, a wound to infect
Something that triggers destructive and harmful emotions, exacerbating emotional pain and trauma.


Our death will be appreciated, swollen tongue forever
The end of life will be met with a feeling of gratitude, as if to say that death is a welcome relief from the hardships of existence.


Laced with vitriol
Filled with bitterness, resentment, and malice, as if poisoned by a toxic substance.


Choking on the residue we leave
Struggling to overcome the harmful effects and lingering impact of our actions, words, and decisions.


It's time to roll the bones
The moment has arrived to take a chance, to make a bold move with uncertain outcomes.


Your end I must advise
The end of life is imminent, and someone must be the bearer of this difficult and painful news.


With confidence I sin
Feeling a sense of assurance and certainty in taking actions that are morally wrong or harmful to others.


False grieving now begins
Responding to loss or tragedy with a feigned sense of sadness or regret, masking genuine emotions with a pretense of mourning.


Belittles your demise
Using words or actions that diminish the significance or importance of someone's death, making it seem trivial or insignificant.


In minutes just a memory of faded apparitions
In a matter of moments, our existence and impact on the world become nothing more than a dim memory or ghostly apparition.


These are the final words that will be penned from me
This is the last message I will leave behind, a lasting legacy and the culmination of a life's work.


As empires rise, they do just fall
No matter how powerful or influential an entity may seem, its ultimate downfall and collapse are inevitable.


And history shall forever repeat
The patterns of the past will continue to reassert themselves and shape the future, despite any efforts to break free from them.


So now I dig deep into my black beating heart
Searching within oneself for the darkest and most hidden aspects of the soul, in order to confront and overcome them.


And with open arms welcome you to oblivion...
Embracing the unknown and the inevitable end of existence with a sense of acceptance and peace, as if to say that death is simply an extension of life itself.




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