...of all Desperations
Corpus Delicti Lyrics


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The moment you swam in your desperating hell
I was thinking of your fall in a desperate spell
"You're young and sane, the beauty'son
You've built your own world...' that I could break in
An hour!
I've slept on iron, I've lied in misery
But I've never never caught a chance, a sign to get
Away
"You've got the richest soul and the purest mind"
I will never stand that, never, never!
Your desperation, you're desperation
Your desperation, you're desperation
Now think of this, you're my sickness
I will only show you more insanities
"You're the blood that runs in my veins
You're a gift of God" ah, ah, the same old shame!
Sweet witch of my heart, sweet witch of my disgrace
You'll burn on the torturesstake, chared by the holy
Flames
"You're innocense..." you're a bitch, you're dammed
I'll hang yourself if you come back, so come back!

Your desperation, you're desperation
Your desperation, you're desperation
Now we walk around a place made of bodies and bones
And we try to get the best from this heaven
That always twist in hell
Oh will heaven appear
I want to know where heaven appears
Cause I cannot heal your fears, I cannot heal your
Fears...
No I cannot... Hear me talk
Hear me...
You're so proud of me, you're so proud of me
Proud of me




Your desperation, you're desperation
Your desperation, you're desperation

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Corpus Delicti's song ...of all Desperations are intense and emotionally charged, touching upon themes of desperation, despair, and torment. The opening lines suggest that the singer is watching someone struggling in their own "desperating hell" and anticipating their downfall. The next few lines convey envy towards the person's youth, sanity, beauty, and the world they have built, which the singer believes they can easily break in an hour. The singer then reveals that they have slept on iron and lied in misery but never had the chance to escape their own pain.


As the song progresses, the singer addresses the person's supposed "richest soul and purest mind" and expresses their disdain for such claims. They call the person's desperation their own and threaten to show them more insanity, revealing a warped desire to control and hurt them. The lines "sweet witch of my heart, sweet witch of my disgrace / you'll burn on the tortures stake, charred by the holy flames" suggest that the singer sees the person as a witch, someone to be punished for their supposed sins.


The final lines contain a plea by the singer, who seems to have lost hope in their ability to help the person. They talk about a place made of bodies and bones, where heaven twists into hell, and wonder where heaven really appears. The song ends with the repetition of "your desperation, you're desperation," emphasizing that the singer has taken ownership of the person's despair.


Line by Line Meaning

The moment you swam in your desperating hell
When you were engulfed by your despair, it immediately caught my attention.


I was thinking of your fall in a desperate spell
I was foreseeing your inevitable downfall as you spiraled into desperation.


"You're young and sane, the beauty'son
People say you are young and mentally stable with a bright future ahead.


You've built your own world...' that I could break in
You have created a world for yourself, and I am tempted to disrupt it for my personal gain.


An hour!
It wouldn't take long for me to destroy all that you have built.


I've slept on iron, I've lied in misery
I have experienced hardship and suffering in my life.


But I've never never caught a chance, a sign to get
However, I have never had an opportunity or a promising indication to escape from my misery.


Away
To run away from it all.


"You've got the richest soul and the purest mind"
People think that you have a kind heart and a pure mind.


I will never stand that, never, never!
I cannot tolerate the fact that people admire you for your good nature.


Your desperation, you're desperation
You are deeply immersed in your despair and cannot find a way out.


Your desperation, you're desperation
Your desperation is all that defines you at the moment.


Now think of this, you're my sickness
You are not only a burden, but also the source of my mental and emotional illness.


I will only show you more insanities
I will only cause you more pain and distress.


"You're the blood that runs in my veins
You are my kin, a part of my family.


You're a gift of God" ah, ah, the same old shame!
Some may believe that you are a divine gift, but to me, you are nothing but a shame.


Sweet witch of my heart, sweet witch of my disgrace
You are the charming but malevolent person who has caused my downfall.


You'll burn on the torturesstake, chared by the holy
You will face divine punishment and suffer excruciating pain as a result of your wickedness.


"You're innocense..." you're a bitch, you're dammed
Though some may perceive you as innocent, I believe you are a malicious and cursed being.


I'll hang yourself if you come back, so come back!
If you decide to return, I will not hesitate to execute you.


Now we walk around a place made of bodies and bones
We are walking through a place where death and destruction are apparent and present.


And we try to get the best from this heaven
Despite the dire surroundings, we strive to find happiness and enjoyment.


That always twist in hell
However, our attempts to find joy in this world are often jaded by the grim nature of reality.


Oh will heaven appear
Will we ever find true paradise?


I want to know where heaven appears
I am eager to find out where we can find eternal bliss.


Cause I cannot heal your fears, I cannot heal your
I cannot relieve you of your anxieties or console you.


Fears...
You are left to your own devices when it comes to overcoming your fears.


No I cannot... Hear me talk
I cannot offer help, but I will continue to narrate my thoughts and feelings aloud.


Hear me...
Please listen to me.


You're so proud of me, you're so proud of me
You may be proud of me, but I am not worthy of your admiration or respect.


Proud of me
My successes are nothing compared to your innate goodness and purity.


Your desperation, you're desperation
Again, your current state of despair is all that defines you.


Your desperation, you're desperation
Your mental state is a constant struggle for you.




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