Bullet
Crimson Spectre Lyrics


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Broken bottles are shattered, bloody, sharp
Just like broken dreams.
The jagged foundations of a rich man's paradise
Are splitting at the seams.
Quietly we'll dig a shallow grave.
Using the finest silver shovel.
Crafted from all the silver spoons,
Stolen from every "third world" hovel.
This one screams your name Rich Man.
This one screams for you.




Let us lay rumor to rest,
Does your blood run blue?

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Crimson Spectre's song Bullet are a critical commentary on the unequal distribution of wealth and power in society. The opening lines, "Broken bottles are shattered, bloody, sharp, Just like broken dreams," set the stage for a bleak scene. The sharp edges of the broken bottles symbolize the harsh realities of life, where shattered dreams can lead to violence and pain. The next line, "The jagged foundations of a rich man's paradise, Are splitting at the seams," suggests that the wealth and power of the capitalist class are built on shaky ground and could crumble at any time.


The second half of the verse takes a slightly more violent turn as the singer describes how they will dig a shallow grave for the rich man using a silver shovel crafted from stolen silver spoons. The line "This one screams your name Rich Man" makes it clear that the song is directed specifically at the wealthy elite. The chorus then confronts the rich man directly, asking if their blood runs blue – a reference to the notion that the blood of the aristocracy was somehow different from that of the common people.


Overall, the lyrics of Bullet are a rallying cry against the unequal distribution of wealth and power in society. The song is a call to arms for the oppressed and marginalized to rise up against their oppressors and take back what is rightfully theirs.


Line by Line Meaning

Broken bottles are shattered, bloody, sharp
The broken bottles reflect the shattered and painful memories of the past.


Just like broken dreams.
These memories are similar to broken dreams, that can never be fixed.


The jagged foundations of a rich man's paradise
Wealthy people's luxurious lives built on wrongdoings and unjust foundation.


Are splitting at the seams.
Their evil foundations are now starting to reveal their ugliness.


Quietly we'll dig a shallow grave.
We will make the rich man pay for their wrongs, but without making a loud noise.


Using the finest silver shovel.
We will use only the best tool for this job, because they deserve it.


Crafted from all the silver spoons,
The shovel is made from the very tools used by the rich man to take advantage of others.


Stolen from every "third world" hovel.
These silver spoons were snatched from the hands of people in need from all over the world.


This one screams your name Rich Man.
This specific rich man is going to face justice for their deeds.


This one screams for you.
The punishment for their wrongdoings is coming straight to them.


Let us lay rumor to rest,
The rumors that they will not face consequences are going to be proved false.


Does your blood run blue?
Is the rich man really different from others or just pretending to be so? This question inspires us to take action.




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