Lucifer's Child
Dunbarrow Lyrics
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With my cradle she took her flight
Into the wilderness picking her fight
Can you understand my young mother's plight
Amid the treetops where no one could see
She sang a song and a prayer for me
Laid down my cradle to flow down the stream
Away from the comforts that burn at the stake
She gave birth to a venom snake
Oh don't you cry no more
On her great pyre she smiled
For she carried lucifer's child
I spit like a snake and I howl at the moon
Before twenty-one winters, and twenty-two soon
My mother's revenge has sharpened my claws
For I only abide by nature's laws
And I will descend on the preacher men's nest
To take my revenge in a feast of their flesh
Away from the comforts that burn at the stake
She gave birth to a venom snake
Oh don't you cry no more
On her great pyre she smiled
For she carried lucifer's child
And if they think in death they'd find rest
My mother awaits them a torturer's guest
So don't you go down, no
Your bended knees wouldn't help
Away from the comforts that burn at the stake
She gave birth to a venom snake
Oh don't you cry no more
On her great pyre she smiled
For she carried lucifer's child
The Dunbarrow song "Lucifer's Child" tells the story of a young mother who takes her child and runs away into the wilderness, away from the judgment and persecution of society. The lyrics suggest that the mother is carrying the child of Lucifer, which symbolizes a rebellion against societal norms and a desire for freedom. The imagery of the mother's pyre and the snake as a symbol of revenge reveal a dark and sinister vibe accentuated by the heavy guitars and drums.
The lyrics suggest the mother's desperation to escape the constraints of her life and society's judgmental gaze. She heads to the wilderness to give birth to her baby without the fear of being judged. Once her baby is born, the mother abandons him to the flow of the stream, metaphorically abandoning societal norms that forced her to flee in the first place.
The child grows up with venomous intent, and his mother's revenge sharpens his desire to seek retribution against society. The lyrics suggest that the child's mother eagerly awaits the day when her child seeks revenge against the people who drove her to the pyre. The song culminates with a call to arms against society's values, specifically against the merchant of religion who judges men by their deeds.
Line by Line Meaning
In the darkening waylaid night
In the cover of darkness, my mother left with me.
With my cradle she took her flight
She left with me in my cradle.
Into the wilderness picking her fight
She ventured into the wilderness to fight for our survival.
Can you understand my young mother's plight
Do you comprehend the difficulties she faced?
Amid the treetops where no one could see
She went where no one could see her.
She sang a song and a prayer for me
She sang to comfort me during the ordeal.
Laid down my cradle to flow down the stream
She placed my cradle in a stream, letting it flow away with me in it.
Into cold nature and into her dreams
I was taken away into the cold wild, and my mother hoped for a better future.
Away from the comforts that burn at the stake
She chose to live outside of society's norms.
She gave birth to a venom snake
She had me, who can be venomous as a snake.
Oh don't you cry no more
Don't shed tears for the situation.
On her great pyre she smiled
She accepted her fate and smiled at her pyre (funeral fire).
For she carried lucifer's child
She knew she was carrying me, the child of the devil.
I spit like a snake and I howl at the moon
I express myself through animalistic behavior.
Before twenty-one winters, and twenty-two soon
I am young, about to turn twenty-two winters old.
My mother's revenge has sharpened my claws
My mother's anger has made me fierce.
For I only abide by nature's laws
I only obey laws of nature.
And I will descend on the preacher men's nest
I will attack those who preach false beliefs.
To take my revenge in a feast of their flesh
To avenge my mother, I will eat my enemies.
And if they think in death they'd find rest
If they believe they will find peace in death.
My mother awaits them a torturer's guest
My mother is their torturer in the afterlife.
So don't you go down, no
Don't give in to their false beliefs.
Your bended knees wouldn't help
Kneeling before them won't save you.
Contributed by Adam V. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
SC Design
You guys have a fine sound and fine riffs. Really love this album/mini EP - will be following you with great interest!
Dunbarrow
Thanks a lot!
Derek Fletcher
Very witchcrafty. Love it
El Daafe
old witchcraft is back... love it dudes
Michael Murat
не знаю почему это не зашло людям...
Музыка супер, кайфую
Вы трушные чуваки !!
SSD .Wasteland
Witchcraft-esque indeed, nice!
Zeppelin ♫
Hell yeah great stuff, we need so much more people influenced by 70s music like this.
If Zeppelin let all the people who were so uptight and just wrote them off as a blues ripoff band, we would have been robbed of one of the greatest bands ever. Thankfully they didn't let that negativity get to them, and they kept playing the music they loved and were influenced by.
Sounding like Pentagram/Sabbath is what more bands should try to do, there was so much great stuff in the 70s to be influenced by, it's about time someone modern is showing those influences.
T Z
Very good!
Susanto Notopawiro
Very love it !, Hail !
Mitch Rover
The vocals reminds me a lot of Bobby Liebling of Pentagram.