On broken wings of sorrow
Cauldron Born Lyrics


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Midnight on a lonely night a star it fell from the sky
It went down down into the fire and it makes me sigh
Daybreak
Daydreams of long ago and far away

Down the river Styx we glide on leathern wings of night
Where fallen stars never swept the winds before
Can we find peace of mind
In this nevermore

Midnight on a lonely night a star it fell from the sky
It went down down and it fell into the fire
And it makes me cry
How long gone and how long will we stay

Born of night we were strong
Couldn't bow before the Tyrant's throne
Fallen angels lost their way
There's tears in the prophets eye as we dream to fly
On our broken wings of sorrow

Cadaverous children rise from the grave
Steal the sulfurous scented night
As dead and living watch them go mount the sky of night
Bathing with darkness blinding moonlight
Now we're rebel angels just left out in the cold
Haunted by the memories cursing streets of gold




And how long since we've gone away
Streets of gold haunt my dreams forever more

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Cauldron Born's song "On Broken Wings of Sorrow" are dark and mysterious, painting a picture of midnight on a lonely night. The song begins with a star falling from the sky and into the fire, causing the singer to sigh. The lyrics transition to daybreak and daydreams of long ago and far away. The singer then speaks of gliding down the river Styx on leathern wings of night, searching for peace of mind in the nevermore. The song continues with the falling of a star into the fire once more, but this time causing the singer to cry. The lyrics speak of being born of night and being strong, unable to bow before the Tyrant's throne, but feeling the pain of fallen angels who have lost their way. The song ends with cadaverous children rising from the grave and now being rebel angels left out in the cold, haunted by the memories of the cursing streets of gold that they've left behind.


The lyrics are very metaphorical, with the star that fell and the leathern wings of night representing the darkness and struggles the singer is going through. The river Styx is symbolic of the journey towards death and the unknown. The song speaks strongly about the pain of being left out or feeling like an outsider, with rebel angels left out in the cold and the singer haunted by memories of the past. Overall, the lyrics seem to speak of a struggle against authority and feeling lost or out of place in the world.


Line by Line Meaning

Midnight on a lonely night a star it fell from the sky
At midnight, on a night with no one by my side, a star fell from the sky


It went down down into the fire and it makes me sigh
It fell down into the flames, and it makes me sad


Daydreams of long ago and far away
I daydream of days long gone and places far away


Down the river Styx we glide on leathern wings of night
We glide down the river Styx, riding on wings made of leather and darkness


Where fallen stars never swept the winds before
We travel to a place where stars no longer shine in the sky


Can we find peace of mind
Will we ever find true peace in our thoughts and hearts


In this nevermore
In this place where nothing exists anymore


And it makes me cry
And it makes me shed tears


How long gone and how long will we stay
How far have we come, and how long will we remain here


Born of night we were strong
We were born in darkness, and we possessed great strength


Couldn't bow before the Tyrant's throne
We refused to submit to the rule of a cruel and oppressive ruler


Fallen angels lost their way
Angels who once held great power have been defeated and have lost their sense of direction


There's tears in the prophets eye as we dream to fly
The prophet weeps as we aspire to soar in flight


On our broken wings of sorrow
Despite our wings being damaged and hindered by sorrow and pain, we still strive to fly


Cadaverous children rise from the grave
Undead children emerge from their graves


Steal the sulfurous scented night
They take away the pungent and unpleasant smell of the night


As dead and living watch them go mount the sky of night
The dead and the living observe as the undead children ascend into the night sky


Bathing with darkness blinding moonlight
They are immersed in darkness, making the moonlight seem blinding in comparison


Now we're rebel angels just left out in the cold
We have become rebellious angels who have been cast out and abandoned by others


Haunted by the memories cursing streets of gold
We are tormented by the memories of our past, resenting the materialistic and superficially luxurious life


And how long since we've gone away
And it has been quite some time since we have left that place


Streets of gold haunt my dreams forever more
The mere thought of the streets of gold continues to haunt and disturb me in my dreams




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