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Studio albums
For all tid (1995)
Stormblåst (1996)
Enthrone Darkness Triumphant (1997)
Spiritual Black Dimensions (1999)
Puritanical Euphoric Misanthropia (2001)
Death Cult Armageddon (2003)
Stormblåst MMV (2005)
In Sorte Diaboli (2007)
Abrahadabra (2010)
Eonian (2018)
Hybrid Stigmata – The Apostasy
Dimmu Borgir Lyrics
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Invisible but yet so clear
Reflections seen by a fugitive
Trying to escape the looking glass
Blood runs from open wounds of false flesh
The one in front of the mirror exceeds the image
Eager to leave further but chained still
A despairing fate, for your lies
To pretend is the lunatic's legacy
Privileged to bolt the nails of heresy
Born lifeless into a world of coma
As the chronic sufferer trapped in paradise lost
Missing insinuations of what life was meant to be
Angels and demons, a march man's bewildering hosts
The charlatans and deceivers walk the line in prejudice
The narrow slits the veins in search for the crown
Profound impatience makes the blind struggle in stupidity
The paradox of the daily prayer, diffidence is Confiteor
Phenomena of ironies, cast the litany aside
How intelligible, blessed be the forgetful
Holding the banner high, unrestrained
Slowly abandoning the surface in contempt
Still in costumes to please the ways of living
Witnessing the details of defilement, intoxicating
Make sure to be pleased with the ways of your death
For in days of reckoning and when the twilight torn is ticking
Elysium is halfway and as an answer to the plea
You're destined to yield fragments of Hell in return
Leave unnoticed with the perfect conscience
With the strength of the spiritual eye
Spirits of the token unchained and free
Recover from the philanthropic macabre frenzy
The pale dove grins, black at heart ready to flee
Demon to some, angel to others
The lyrics to Dimmu Borgir's song "Hybrid Stigmata – The Apostasy" are haunting and go deep into themes of identity, self-deception, and the struggle to escape inner demons. The song begins with a description of two faces in disgust that appear as reflections in a mirror. The singer, who is trying to escape the reflection, describes blood running from open wounds, indicating a sense of self-loathing or self-harm. The one in front of the mirror is eager to leave but is chained, suggesting a lack of control over one's inner demons. The singer then mentions "crumbling into such nothingness", which could again refer to a loss of identity, a sense of being disillusioned, or simply losing oneself in despair.
The second verse goes further into the theme of identity and the struggle to find meaning in life. The singer describes being "born lifeless into a world of coma", indicating a lack of direction or purpose. The line "Angels and demons, a march man's bewildering hosts" suggests a constant battle between good and evil, or light and dark, that the singer is struggling to navigate. The third verse is critical of organized religion and those who hold narrow-minded views, describing them as "charlatans and deceivers". The line "Phenomena of ironies, cast the litany aside" is an appeal to deny dogma in favor of personal introspection.
Overall, the lyrics of "Hybrid Stigmata – The Apostasy" are dense and open to interpretation, but they seem to convey a sense of struggle against inner demons, a rejection of dogma, and a search for identity and meaning.
Line by Line Meaning
The apparition of two faces in disgust
A visual of two disgusted faces appears
Invisible but yet so clear
Though invisible, the image is still apparent
Reflections seen by a fugitive
Images seen by one trying to escape
Trying to escape the looking glass
Attempting to flee from one's own reflection
Blood runs from open wounds of false flesh
False persona is wounded and bleeds
The one in front of the mirror exceeds the image
The real person is greater than the reflection
Eager to leave further but chained still
Desire to break free but restrained
To crumble into such nothingness
To break down and become nothing
A despairing fate, for your lies
Lying will lead to a hopeless fate
To pretend is the lunatic's legacy
Faking is the trademark of a madman
Privileged to bolt the nails of heresy
Given the ability to label something as unorthodox
Born lifeless into a world of coma
Existing but not truly living in a comatose world
As the chronic sufferer trapped in paradise lost
Stuck in a lost paradise, constantly suffering
Missing insinuations of what life was meant to be
Lacking suggestions of the true meaning of life
Angels and demons, a march man's bewildering hosts
Both good and evil influences surround us
The charlatans and deceivers walk the line in prejudice
Frauds and liars confidently act with bias
The narrow slits the veins in search for the crown
A small opening to find one's purpose and authority
Profound impatience makes the blind struggle in stupidity
Deep restlessness causes foolish turmoil
The paradox of the daily prayer, diffidence is Confiteor
The contradiction of prayer, doubting is confessing
Phenomena of ironies, cast the litany aside
Bizarre events, disregard scripted expressions
How intelligible, blessed be the forgetful
How rational, it is a blessing to forget
Holding the banner high, unrestrained
Holding the standard with freedom and exuberance
Slowly abandoning the surface in contempt
Gradually detaching oneself in disgust
Still in costumes to please the ways of living
Pretending to fit in with societal norms
Witnessing the details of defilement, intoxicating
Watching corruption closely, addictively entrancing
Make sure to be pleased with the ways of your death
Ensure satisfaction with the way you die
For in days of reckoning and when the twilight torn is ticking
Because when a day of judgement arrives and time is running out
Elysium is halfway and as an answer to the plea
Heavenly paradise is close, responding to one's request
You're destined to yield fragments of Hell in return
Fated to receive pieces of Hell in exchange
Leave unnoticed with the perfect conscience
Departing unnoticed with a clear conscience
With the strength of the spiritual eye
Empowered by one's spiritual vision
Spirits of the token unchained and free
Freeing the symbolically captive and bound spirits
Recover from the philanthropic macabre frenzy
Recovering from the disturbing, giving frenzy
The pale dove grins, black at heart ready to flee
The gentle dove grins, with a dark heart, prepared to escape
Demon to some, angel to others
Characterized as a devil by some, saint by others
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Written by: DEVENDRA BANHART
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