The Beginning
Darkwell Lyrics


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My mind between day and night
Good and evil like two sides
Of a coin made of madness
Sometimes dark sometimes bright
Innocence and guilty
Only shades of game I cannot win
Lust and Despise
Only pattern no one to blame

My Mind as gloom as a cave
As dark as a grave

Strength and weakness
Only schemes not to care,
Killed myself
Long time ago
No one for the guilty
To share
The end of the game
Now it is quite near
I confess the guilty
I'm afraid I cannot bear

My Mind as gloom as a cave
As dark as a grave

Death the only border
Left to cross to escape my fate




How many slaughter will there pave
The way to this gate

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "The Beginning" by Darkwell present a conflicted mind battling between the forces of day and night, good and evil, darkness and light. The singer is lost in a world where there are no absolutes, only shades of grey. The conflicting emotions of innocence and guilt, lust and despise, leave the individual feeling as if they are playing a losing game with no chance of winning. They feel trapped in a pattern of behavior and unable to break free.


The singer's mental state is described as being as gloomy as a cave and as dark as a grave. They have reached a point where they have killed themselves, metaphorically speaking, and there is nobody to share the guilt with. The end of the game is looming, and the singer is struggling with the fear of confessing their sins and facing the consequences.


The only escape seems to be death, the ultimate border, which is described as a gate that requires a certain number of slaughters to be crossed. The lyrics are a powerful portrayal of a mind that is consumed by darkness, struggling to find its place in a world full of ambiguity and uncertainty.


Line by Line Meaning

My mind between day and night
My thoughts and emotions are in constant conflict, wavering between what is good and what is evil.


Good and evil like two sides
The duality of morality exists within me, with both good and evil being present.


Of a coin made of madness
This coin represents the internal struggle for morality within myself, and this fight may eventually drive me mad.


Sometimes dark sometimes bright
My internal conflict sometimes leads me to the darkness, while other times it leads me to the light.


Innocence and guilty
I constantly feel torn between what is right and what is wrong, feeling both innocent and guilty.


Only shades of game I cannot win
My inner struggle is a game I cannot seem to win, as I am constantly fighting with myself.


Lust and Despise
My emotions often oscillate between lust and despise, leading to further internal conflict.


Only pattern no one to blame
Despite the struggle within myself, there is no one person or event to blame for these feelings.


My Mind as gloom as a cave
My mind is consumed by darkness, much like a gloomy and foreboding cave.


As dark as a grave
The darkness within me is deep and unrelenting, much like a grave.


Strength and weakness
Despite my inner struggle, both strength and weakness are present within me.


Only schemes not to care
I create schemes and distractions in order to avoid confronting the true depth of my inner struggle.


Killed myself
My inner conflict and the lengths to which I go to avoid confronting it have led to the death of my true self.


Long time ago
This has been happening for a long time, and has been a burden on me for a while.


No one for the guilty
There is no one for me to confide in or share my guilt with.


To share
I long for someone to confide in, but there is no one for me to share my inner struggles and guilt with.


The end of the game
This inner struggle will inevitably come to an end.


Now it is quite near
This end is approaching quickly.


I confess the guilty
I confess to being someone torn between good and evil, feeling both innocent and guilty.


I'm afraid I cannot bear
I am afraid that the weight of my inner struggle is too much for me to bear.


Death the only border
Death represents the only true escape from this inner struggle and the weight it bears on me.


Left to cross to escape my fate
The only way to truly escape this fate is by crossing the border of death.


How many slaughter will there pave
The path to death is one that may be paved with the struggles I have faced, and the many souls I may have lost as a result.


The way to this gate
This is the way to escape the struggles and fate that have bound me for so long.




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