CIRCLE OF DEAD CHILDREN represent the audio end times, a psychotic fast forward nightmare into the sonic ash heaps of humanity. CoDC are, as noted by press, the ultimate anti-everything band; anti-life, anti-death, anti-world, anti-music and anti-you. Critically acclaimed for lyrical concept and prose as much for their hyper-extreme approach to sound, CoDC possess the ability to both wretch and annihilate the listener as well as rouse and intrigue.
Eldorado
Circle of Dead Children Lyrics
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The real life has just begun
Coughing up nest of cocoons it feeds the statists
Oblivious to wounds seeping dry it feeds the statists
All value is lost when we allow the spiders to feed
Our values bled into this eco-cesspool
This is where it all ends
All value is lost when silence is born
Death behind the dollar
We are in the womb of the statist and all is not well in the best of all
Worlds
It's a suicide lottery
Drop the guillotine
Bury my head
The lyrics to Circle of Dead Children's song Eldorado describe a bleak and hopeless world in which the powers that be - the "statists" - have won. The singer laments the loss of all values in a society where indifference and corruption reign. The first two lines suggest that the only way to escape this world is through suicide, and that death marks the beginning of "real life" - perhaps an allusion to an afterlife or a spiritual realm beyond the physical world.
The lines "Coughing up nest of cocoons it feeds the statists / Oblivious to wounds seeping dry it feeds the statists" suggest that the very act of living - of nourishing oneself - is what empowers and sustains the ruling class. And yet, the singer argues, we are blind to the harm that this does to ourselves and our society. The "eco-cesspool" that results is a world devoid of any true value or meaning. The final lines express a desire for escape or release, either through self-destruction ("Drop the guillotine / Bury my head") or through some unknown means.
Overall, the song presents a vision of a world gone completely wrong, in which even the most basic acts of survival have become a form of self-destruction. The language is intense and visceral, with graphic imagery suggesting both physical and spiritual rot.
Line by Line Meaning
It's a suicide lottery and they've won
Taking part in society is like playing a game where the prize is death, and the winners are those who have succeeded in conforming to societal norms.
The real life has just begun
The true horrors of existence are beginning to reveal themselves.
Coughing up nest of cocoons it feeds the statists
Society takes advantage of individuals who are trapped in their own suffocating existence.
Oblivious to wounds seeping dry it feeds the statists
Individuals are blind to the pain and destruction they are causing themselves by conforming to societal norms, and by doing so, they are only strengthening the system they are trying to escape from.
All value is lost when we allow the spiders to feed
When we give up our own agency and let those in power take control, we lose any sense of value or purpose in our lives.
Our values bled into this eco-cesspool
Our core beliefs and principles have been diluted by the overwhelming influence of society, which has created an unsustainable, polluted environment.
This is where it all ends
There is no escaping the grip of societal norms and the resulting destruction it causes, leading to a bleak and hopeless future.
All value is lost when silence is born
By not speaking out against societal norms, we are contributing to the loss of personal values and perpetuating the existing power structures.
Death behind the dollar
Money is the driving force behind societal norms and the resulting destruction, leading to the metaphorical death of human values and principles.
We are in the womb of the statist and all is not well in the best of all Worlds
Society is like a womb that traps individuals, leading to a dystopian reality that is far from the idyllic utopia promised by societal norms.
Drop the guillotine
A plea to take action and fight against the oppressive societal structures that continue to perpetuate.
Bury my head
A sense of defeat and hopelessness, where death seems like a better alternative to living in a world where societal norms dictate every aspect of life.
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@jesseaharris
Love this album. These guys are from my hometown and this is probably the first true grindcore album I ever heard.
@deftone325
right on, Jesse! I heard Creation is Crucifixion around the same time in 1999/2000. Still blows my mind how well these records hold up! Pittsburgh FTW
@jesseaharris
@nattybohfiend hey cam! Heck yeah, cic rules too. Sadis euphoria and commit suicide were also great pittsburgh bands from that time
@unfairlight
I also remember Fate of Icarus from that time. That was a great time for Pittsburgh metal.
@colink7017
@@deftone325'll never forget those Club laga days and hanging out in the Attic.
@oreocat6476
Great album, man this brings back memories.
@chrisknicely893
this album is some seriously heavy shit its gets me going i love it
@triplesixmafia
they sounded so more BDM than grind when they had 2 guitarists
@Drewcifer42069
This and genocide machine are the best albums
@kevinrinke2246
These guys slow down in places and "fuck around" a bit, but still they keep it brutal....for the most part💀😈