Mer
Chelsea Wolfe Lyrics


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Hollow courtship, run-on, pointless
Faint dreams creeping, endless
Timeless, wasted fucking jaded
Destroy-demand, ending, craving, seething, teething, war. War.
Hands waving
Hands bleeding

How can you live with yourself?

Cities, countries, children hunting
Worn, wearing down, down
Hear, speak, breathe, eat, crave, pour, drink, need
Wake never fully ever
Shiver, shake
La mer haunted sexuality, curves, angles - charcoal to paper
Memory, history
Capsize-explain, express, stomach, take it out out out out out out out





How can you live with yourself?

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Chelsea Wolfe's song 'Mer' are a bleak understanding of human nature and the different ways it manifests. The first two lines of the song depict a relationship that is empty, wasted, and futile. The next two lines are a portrayal of incessant nightmares that have no end but keep creeping up, making the person feel hopeless and restless. The word 'war' is repeated thrice, which could be an allusion to the internal struggle or the external chaos that never seems to end.


The next section of the song describes a society that is deeply flawed, where children are hunted, cities and countries are at war, and everything around us is gradually wearing us down. The repetition of verbs like hear, speak, breathe, eat, pour, drink, and need, creates a sense of urgency and desperation. The line 'Wake never fully ever' signifies that one can never be truly awake, or fully alive, as long as they are caught up in the struggles of life. The last section of the song uses the metaphor of the sea to express the haunting memories and dark desires that lie within us.


Overall, the lyrics of 'Mer' are an introspective look at different facets of human consciousness, and the struggles that come with it.


Line by Line Meaning

Hollow courtship, run-on, pointless
Empty pursuit lacking depth, aimlessly enduring with no purpose or goal


Faint dreams creeping, endless
Vague aspirations slowly approaching, boundless


Timeless, wasted fucking jaded
Exhausted and disenchanted, a sense of futility unchanged by time


Destroy-demand, ending, craving, seething, teething, war. War.
Urgently seeking destruction and conflict, yearning for an end to the struggle to the point of obsession


Hands waving
Arms moving in a gesture of greeting or farewell


Hands bleeding
Injury inflicted on the hands, possibly from violence or hard labor


How can you live with yourself?
A reproachful question questioning the morality and conscience of the addressed party


Cities, countries, children hunting
Pursuing and dominating in different localities even over the youth


Worn, wearing down, down
Exhausted and losing strength, progressively descending into weakness


Hear, speak, breathe, eat, crave, pour, drink, need
The essential acts of living and yearning for more


Wake never fully ever
Never reaching a full sense of wakefulness, always feeling incomplete


Shiver, shake
Trembling due to fear, anxiety, or physical stress


La mer haunted sexuality, curves, angles - charcoal to paper
Evoking a sense of eeriness that is associated with sensuality, the organic and the inorganic via the illustration media of charcoal and paper


Memory, history
Recollection and the past


Capsize-explain, express, stomach, take it out out out out out out out
Overturning and spilling out the emotions through explanation, written media, even physical discharge




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☾on こん

Lyrics:

Hollow courtship, run-on, pointless
Faint dreams creeping, endless
Timeless, wasted fucking jaded
Destroy-demand, ending, craving, seething, teething, war. War.
Hands waving
Hands bleeding

How can you live with yourself?

Cities, countries, children hunting
Worn, wearing down, down
Hear, speak, breathe, eat, crave, pour, drink, need
Wake never fully ever
Shiver, shake
La mer haunted sexuality, curves, angles - charcoal to paper
Memory, history
Capsize-explain, express, stomach, take it out out out out out out out

How can you live with yourself?



Matthew Martins

...worm-teeth and gray spiraling eyes climbed-swimming up...

Weird Fix 13


There met, ridge of wooden-sky, painted universe of word, letter in motion – full of ocular visions of terrifying-timelines wrought with doom; sights bleed Speakers eyes to tears...

They – envisioning they, but many shape, all-sex, form beautiful, form far deranged, disturbing ways of motion – slow uncanny... steps that echoed in The Speaker like... being born – evilly nostalgic... as if The Speaker would be lost – more easily than found in vision shifting from reality to new-reality, beyond mere word, virtual; but reality...

In measureless time – Secret Force of Cloud, like Gods, divining futures from long passed – knowing that is and that will be – might be, must be; that it can be – they had to know and knew The Speaker long before The Speaker spoke and riddled their weird-words – worked that The Eye gazed past their hope.

“Press curse – to blessing. Thy future be thy fate. Thy present be Thy HAND on Fate. Fate be, Thy Clock, Thy wind. Creator is in all. Thy creation is thy-being. God of Thy Self, what Is thy fate?”

Word’s failed Speaker... they stole themselves into a form of steel... forgetting – visions disturbing... Pressed palms, flowering tributes against the third-eye’s root, the brows center and wishing – envisioning an everlasting tree – growing from there, thy fingers root... thy fate thy fruits...

Shining – Thy Nine-Alyd-Jewel... Red, burned – crimson... moon-dripping in space-vast pool, blood-pool...


“Of Roslyn Heart! That Red-Gate gazed! That loved that sought Speaker from that darkling end of all!” A red-voice shrieked – screaming, not fire; but red-red blood...



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☾on こん

Lyrics:

Hollow courtship, run-on, pointless
Faint dreams creeping, endless
Timeless, wasted fucking jaded
Destroy-demand, ending, craving, seething, teething, war. War.
Hands waving
Hands bleeding

How can you live with yourself?

Cities, countries, children hunting
Worn, wearing down, down
Hear, speak, breathe, eat, crave, pour, drink, need
Wake never fully ever
Shiver, shake
La mer haunted sexuality, curves, angles - charcoal to paper
Memory, history
Capsize-explain, express, stomach, take it out out out out out out out

How can you live with yourself?

Felix izumi

That's so deep

Ivan

I like this song so much.

M

I love the subtle use of creepy ambient noises in the background. You don't realize how much it adds to the production till you listen to it live.

GET THOSE SKILLS

This track is truly a masterpiece.
Love Chelsea Wolfe and other darker genres out there from the likes of
NIN, Gary Numan, MassIve Attack, Portishead, Tricky, Allflaws

Kevin Howard

Chelsea is the embodiment of gorgeousness. Her talent, intellect, uniqueness, beauty and her kind disposition are stunning. She will be known as one of the greatest artists of her generation. I wish I could hug this woman for all the hard times her beautiful music has gotten me through.

divinefallfromgrace

Knowing humans in general, Chelsea probably won't get the recognition she deserves until she's been dead 40 years, like Nick Drake. I'd love to be wrong though!

Livi Cote

this has probably been pointed out a gazillion times but I love the symbolism of the seven sins with the girls throwing their stuff into the fire- avarice, lust, vanity... at least I think that's what they were going for...

Mustafa Kuloğlu

She is a talented musician.Apkalypsis is already one of my favorite albums.i have mad respect for her handling out several genres and no matter what delivering the music and atmosphere.God i think i can fangirl over her all day.

jimmy the killer

I can't tell you how many hours I've passed with this on repeat.

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