Castaway
Dog Fashion Disco Lyrics


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Sitting upon the shore
The waves crash and echo inside my head
Approaching out in the distance
A ship of slaves to bury the dead

This island is a pirson
Of futile desparation
From hunger and calamity
I slip into dreams

The years became mummified
A relic of suicide
The years became mummified
Waiting for what may wash up in the tide

Under the moon out in the sea
What could be out there waiting for me
I swirl the current it pulls me under
I feel the water filling my lungs

The years became mummified
A relic of suicide
The years became mummified
Waiting for what may wash up in the tide
What may wash up in the tide
What may wash up in the tide
What may wash up in the tide

Shades below pluto
Floating in limbo
Orcus and father of phlegethon

The fury and fire
Anointing the worms
Writhing in semen and blood

Visions of heavenly celestial beings in love
Illusion crucified a witness below so above

Lost are the souls that wade in a molten sea
Beg for forgiveness from a supreme deity

The years became mummified
A relic of suicide
The years became mummified
Waiting for what may wash up in the tide
What may wash up in the tide
What may wash up in the tide
What may wash up in the tide

I'm lost though hopeful I'll find a way
I'm lost though hopeful I'll find a way




I'm lost though hopeful I'll find a way
I'm lost though hopeful I'll find a way

Overall Meaning

The first few lines of Dog Fashion Disco's "Castaway" take us to a desolate island where a person is stranded. Sitting on the shore, listening to the waves crashing and echoing in their head, the singer sees a ship approaching. At first, it seems like a possible rescue, but as the ship comes closer, the realization hits that it's not a rescue but rather a ship of slaves to bury the dead. The island becomes a prison of desperation, with the hope of rescue getting more and more distant. The singer slips into dreams from hunger and desperation.


In the second verse, the years have passed, and the person has become a relic of suicide. The island has become a tomb waiting for something to wash up. They feel lost under the moon out in the sea, wondering what could be waiting for them. The current pulls them under, and they feel water filling their lungs. The lines "The years became mummified, waiting for what may wash up in the tide" show a sense of stagnation and loss of hope.


In the third verse, there's a sudden shift in the lyrics' tone. Shades below Pluto, floating in limbo, Orcus, and father of Phlegethon, and imagery of floating worms and celestial beings in love, make the lyrics feel almost surreal. The lyrics are cryptic and full of metaphors, leaving room for individual interpretation. The mood of the song turns darker, as the singer talks about lost souls begging for forgiveness from a supreme deity. The chorus of the song repeats itself, emphasizing the desperation of the singer's situation.


Line by Line Meaning

Sitting upon the shore
I am stranded on an island and sitting by the beach


The waves crash and echo inside my head
The sound of the waves is loud and repetitive, filling my thoughts


Approaching out in the distance
I can see something coming towards me from afar


A ship of slaves to bury the dead
A vessel filled with captives tasked to dispose of corpses


This island is a prison
My surroundings are a confinement from which I cannot escape


Of futile desperation
The struggles I face here are hopeless and senseless


From hunger and calamity
The lack of food and other disasters brought me to this state


I slip into dreams
I retreat to a world of imagination and illusions to escape reality


The years became mummified
The passage of time has left me stagnant and unchanging


A relic of suicide
I am a remnant of my own self-destruction


Waiting for what may wash up in the tide
I wait for something unexpected to appear and change my fate


Under the moon out in the sea
I am outside, beneath the moon and on the ocean


What could be out there waiting for me
I wonder what possibilities exist beyond my current situation


I swirl the current, it pulls me under
I am caught in a current that drags me down


I feel the water filling my lungs
I am drowning and losing my ability to breathe


Shades below pluto
The underworld realm below the planet Pluto


Floating in limbo
Suspended in a state of uncertainty and indecision


Orcus and father of phlegethon
References to mythological figures of the underworld


The fury and fire
Intense anger and flames


Anointing the worms
Covering the bodies of the deceased with oils or liquids


Writhing in semen and blood
The dead bodies are in a state of violent and grotesque decay


Visions of heavenly celestial beings in love
I have illusions of divine lovers in a higher realm


Illusion crucified a witness below so above
The dream or illusion is hauntingly present and tangible


Lost are the souls that wade in a molten sea
Those who are condemned to this fiery sea are beyond saving or redemption


Beg for forgiveness from a supreme deity
They plead for mercy and pardon from a divine authority


I'm lost though hopeful I'll find a way
Despite being lost and uncertain, I still hold onto hope for a better outcome




Lyrics Β© EMI Music Publishing, Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: MURRAY WILLIAM BURNS, PAUL STEPHEN DUNNINGHAM, STEPHEN ANTHONY GILPIN, BARRY BRUCE STANTON

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Most interesting comment from YouTube:

C0pperSc0rpi0n

Sitting upon the shore
The waves crash and echo inside my head
Approaching out in the distance
A ship of slaves to bury the dead

This island is a pirson
Of futile desparation
From hunger and calamity
I slip into dreams

The years became mummified
A relic of suicide
The years became mummified
Waiting for what may wash up in the tide

Under the moon out in the sea
What could be out there waiting for me
I swirl the current it pulls me under
I feel the water filling my lungs

The years became mummified
A relic of suicide
The years became mummified
Waiting for what may wash up in the tide
What may wash up in the tide
What may wash up in the tide
What may wash up in the tide
Shades below pluto
Floating in limbo
Orcus and father of phlegethon

The fury and fire
Anointing the worms
Writhing in semen and blood

Visions of heavenly celestial beings in love
Illusion crucified a witness below so above

Lost are the souls that wade in a molten sea
Beg for forgiveness from a supreme deity

The years became mummified
A relic of suicide
The years became mummified
Waiting for what may wash up in the tide
What may wash up in the tide
What may wash up in the tide
What may wash up in the tide

I'm lost though hopeful I'll find a way
I'm lost though hopeful I'll find a way
I'm lost though hopeful I'll find a way
I'm lost though hopeful I'll find a way



All comments from YouTube:

C0pperSc0rpi0n

Sitting upon the shore
The waves crash and echo inside my head
Approaching out in the distance
A ship of slaves to bury the dead

This island is a pirson
Of futile desparation
From hunger and calamity
I slip into dreams

The years became mummified
A relic of suicide
The years became mummified
Waiting for what may wash up in the tide

Under the moon out in the sea
What could be out there waiting for me
I swirl the current it pulls me under
I feel the water filling my lungs

The years became mummified
A relic of suicide
The years became mummified
Waiting for what may wash up in the tide
What may wash up in the tide
What may wash up in the tide
What may wash up in the tide
Shades below pluto
Floating in limbo
Orcus and father of phlegethon

The fury and fire
Anointing the worms
Writhing in semen and blood

Visions of heavenly celestial beings in love
Illusion crucified a witness below so above

Lost are the souls that wade in a molten sea
Beg for forgiveness from a supreme deity

The years became mummified
A relic of suicide
The years became mummified
Waiting for what may wash up in the tide
What may wash up in the tide
What may wash up in the tide
What may wash up in the tide

I'm lost though hopeful I'll find a way
I'm lost though hopeful I'll find a way
I'm lost though hopeful I'll find a way
I'm lost though hopeful I'll find a way

Let It Be Known

Dog Fashion Disco makes me feel funny in my Fruit Of The Looms!!!πŸ‘

Percifax

I fucking love this song and I love my cat bro

Levana

Dude good for you and your cat

Terrortory Cadaver

Love it still

Mr. Cego

SΓ³ tenho pena q se conseguissemos q viessem a uma reuniΓ£o a Portugal eramos sΓ³ prai 20 a ir ve-los..

Sev

E fazia-se um festΓ£o do caralho na mesma

Kyle Horvat

I want your opinion I have this song on my Halloween playlist no it's not Halloween song but it does fit

Hastur Unknowable

Years became mummified!

Nunya McBusiness

A relic of suicide

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