Necropolis
Chronic Xorn Lyrics
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My world is filthy, devil's kernel.
Fill my space with desire's dark
Strew my path with blossoms from hell
My world is filthy, my world is stark
Numbed soul of mine is devil's kernel.
Cursing divinity, pleading for doom.
Creepy seduction for my eyes is bliss
Ravenous thoughts, curving me hellish
Give me back my throne
I wanna rule necropolis!
Bloody execution for my soul is bliss
Sepulchral dreams curving me hellish
Reaping apart - I want my reign
I wanna shape necropolis
My world is filthy, my world is stark
Fill my space with desires dark
Creepy seduction for my eyes
Bloody execution for my soul
Strew my path with blossoms from hell
My world is filthy, my world is stark
Numbed soul of mine is devil's kernel
Fill my space, blossoms from hell.
My world is filthy, devil's kernel.
Bloody execution for my soul is bliss
Sepulchral dreams curving me hellish
Reaping apart - I want my reign
I wanna shape necropolis!
The lyrics in Chronic Xorn's song "Necropolis" paint the picture of a world consumed by darkness and evil desires. The singer is asking for their space to be filled with the darkness they crave and for their path to be strewn with "blossoms from hell." They describe their world as filthy and stark, with their soul feeling numb and taken over by the devil's influence. The singer then goes on to describe their longing to rule over the necropolis, or city of the dead, through creepy seduction and bloody execution. They want to shape this world of death and chaos to their will, and crave the power it would bring them.
Overall, the lyrics convey a sense of desperation and a desire for power and control in a world that seems to have gone completely off the rails. The singer revels in the darkness and apparent hopelessness of their situation, seeing it as an opportunity to gain control and establish themselves as the ruler of the necropolis.
Line by Line Meaning
Fill my space, blossoms from hell.
Let dark and twisted desires fill my world so I can feel alive, even if it means embracing horrors from the underworld.
My world is filthy, devil's kernel.
My inner being is corrupt, and it stems from a part of me that is associated with the devil himself.
Changing my world, into poisonous gloom.
I seek to transform every aspect of my life into something dark and poisonous, so I can feel more alive amidst the gloom.
Cursing divinity, pleading for doom.
I reject the concept of a higher power that oversees my actions and instead embrace the idea of inevitable destruction.
Creepy seduction for my eyes is bliss
I am drawn to darkness and the macabre because it brings me joy and pleasure, even if it is creepy and unsettling.
Ravenous thoughts, curving me hellish
My intense and insatiable desires lead me down a path of evil and darkness, and I embrace it wholeheartedly.
Give me back my throne
I want to be in control of the underworld, the realm of death and decay, and reign supreme over it.
I wanna rule necropolis!
I crave the power to rule over the dead and shape the underworld as I see fit, no matter the cost.
Bloody execution for my soul is bliss
I find pleasure in the idea of my soul being violently executed and consumed, as it is the ultimate expression of my dark desires.
Sepulchral dreams curving me hellish
My dreams and deepest desires lead me down a path of darkness and eternal damnation, and I am content with it.
Reaping apart - I want my reign
I seek to ravage and destroy everything in my path to gain unbridled control over the underworld and shape it to my desire.
I wanna shape necropolis
My deepest desire is to be the one who controls and shapes the underworld of the dead in my image, no matter the consequences.
My world is filthy, my world is stark
My inner world is devoid of light and beauty, overrun by filth and decay that reflects my twisted desires and thoughts.
Fill my space with desires dark
I seek to fill my life with the darkest and most twisted desires so that everything around me reflects my internal darkness.
Strew my path with blossoms from hell
I want everything around me to reflect the horrors of the underworld, and I embrace the twisted beauty of it all.
Numbed soul of mine is devil's kernel
My soul is so utterly corrupted that it is like the seed from which the devil himself could emerge.
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