Wretched
GHOSTEMANE ft. ROZZ DYLIAMS Lyrics


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Coming from another realm, I'm a work of
Fiction and I'm never coming back
I'm running back into the mind of Howard
Lovecraft plague mask in the
Back gas is irrelevant
I'm traveling on fuel from the
Shadow of Hephaestus flames
Crafting a blade for me so
I may faithfully run
Up into WBC and decapitate
Anything that I see
Funny how ignorance makes me so mean
Like when a motherfucker believe anything he
Read or see on TV knee deep into propaganda
Better pop a hand of Xans
If you're too pussy to handle your life
Like a man I can't relate
I'm on another plane
Can somebody tell me how to live and
Breathe and die a mortal way?
I'm a lost cause, really hate
Never gonna wanna belong
Pardon while I burn sage
Everything I read lead me to
Believe maybe one day
I'ma be apart of something so
Much greater than me
When I perish, get the kerosene
And burn me to oblivion
But don't make a scene i need privacy so the
Prophecy may be complete
And I merge with the mages of ethereality
Count on me when I am finally free
I will watch you while scrying in the sea

Underground catatonia
I found a scroll in Rome from a
Secret map I found in Macedonia
Fuck this music
I don't got the time to even hate
'cause I got secret service people
From the Vatican approaching, bruh
What you tellin' me?
I'll shoot an apple off your
Wifey's head and miss
And hit the bitch in the
Head like William Lee
A murderous eight dimension night
Breed killa Dylan be
Clip on my hip and the chip on my
Shoulder turned into the monster next to me
Bloodline Illuminati, 666, lizard people
All around me, man
Rozzy really 'bout to take a trip to North
Korea and come back a brand new man
Coming back and founding Dylananastan
To build a wall to separate me from the stans
Bitches wanna hold my hand
But they don't even know about the
Demo of my favorite band
Dylan got the stamina to keep it goin'
90s baby getting buck like Pretty Tony
I don't got no time for phony rap baloney
We gon' fuck the bitch and have a ceremony
Mask on face weapons in my place
A hundred million bodies I'ma concentrate
Anybody with a cheerful disposition
Who believe in heaven might
Just meet their fate
Dylan throw it, tell the bitch to go wide
Fuck around, participate in homicide
From sea to shining sea
A Christian Holocaust
A pagan neo-Judaistic genocide
Yesterday I got so fumin' angry that
I stabbed myself in the thigh with a fork
What you know about the wretched wicked shit
Like the atrocities of Malachi York?
Busted and dusted like an angel
That just lost it's way
And we all gon' die anyway, so fuck it, mane
Mind gone straight lost in a fog of haze




Two brothers from the housing authority
Came to take your kids and dogs away

Overall Meaning

In Ghostemane Rozz Dyliams's song Wretched, the lyrics describe the artist as a work of fiction coming from another realm who is never coming back. The music artist is running back into the mind of Howard Lovecraft plague mask for protection from gas, while travelling on fuel from the Shadow of Hephaestus flames. The artist is crafting a blade and is heading to WBC to decapitate anything that he sees. The song suggests that ignorance makes the artist cruel, and the propaganda deepens his wrath, making him impossible to relate to them on the mortal plane. The lyrics suggest that the artist believes in something greater than himself and that when he dies, he wants to merge with the mages of ethereality. The song concludes with the line, 'two brothers from the housing authority came to take your kids and dogs away.'


The lyrics of Wretched by Ghostemane Rozz Dyliams suggest an otherworldly and almost godlike existence. The song talks about a dimension that's outside the mortal realm, how safe he is with Lovecraft's plague mask; he runs on fuel from the shadow of Hephaestus flames, to WBC to decapitate anything that he finds. The artist is frustrated with ignorance and deeper propaganda, making him so wrathful that it's impossible to relate to him on the mortal plane. The song concludes with the line, 'two brothers from the housing authority came to take your kids and dogs away.' This last line could suggest the paranoia that comes with such intense feelings, with the artist fearing that even housing authority is coming to take things away.


Interesting facts about Wretched by Ghostemane Rozz Dyliams include the following:


* Ghostemane Rozz Dyliams is one of the pioneers of a new genre called "Screamo Rap."
* Ghostemane Rozz Dyliams often collaborates with other rappers, punk rock bands, and metal bands.
* The song's title, "Wretched," is a reference to a 2009 game with the same name.
* The lyrics of the song reference a lot of deep and dark topics such as conspiracy theories, propaganda, and underground catatonia.
* The song features distorted screaming that is being used as a form of rap, which the artist refers to as "Screamo Rap."
* Ghostemane Rozz Dyliams's lyrics often incorporate Lovecraft's take on cosmic horror.
* Wretched was released on the artist's album, Hexada, which was dropped in 2018.
* The song is three minutes and fifty seconds long and has gained over 10 million views on YouTube.
* Ghostemane Rozz Dyliams is influenced by several genres of music, including black metal, hip hop, and rock.
* Wretched's lyrics talk about a "plague mask," which Ghostemane Rozz Dyliams often uses for his music videos.


The chords for this song are not available as Wretched has an electronic beat dominated by a bass loop and a distorted, shouted vocal sample.


Line by Line Meaning

Coming from another realm, I'm a work of Fiction and I'm never coming back
I am not from this world, and I am like a fictional character. This is permanent, and I am never returning.


I'm running back into the mind of Howard Lovecraft plague mask in the Back gas is irrelevant
I am returning to the mind of Howard Lovecraft with a plague mask on. I don't care about the gas and the danger.


I'm traveling on fuel from the Shadow of Hephaestus flames Crafting a blade for me so I may faithfully run Up into WBC and decapitate Anything that I see
I am using the fuel from the shadow of Hephaestus flames to craft a blade. I will run to WBC and decapitate anything I see.


Funny how ignorance makes me so mean Like when a motherfucker believe anything he Read or see on TV knee deep into propaganda Better pop a hand of Xans If you're too pussy to handle your life Like a man I can't relate
Ignorance makes me mean, just like when people believe everything they read or see. They fall prey to propaganda. If you are scared to handle life like a man, then take some Xans. I can't relate to that.


I'm on another plane Can somebody tell me how to live and Breathe and die a mortal way? I'm a lost cause, really hate Never gonna wanna belong Pardon while I burn sage
I exist on another plane of existence. Can someone tell me how to live, breathe, and die like a mortal? I am a lost cause and hate that I will never belong. Pardon me, I need to burn some sage.


Everything I read lead me to Believe maybe one day I'ma be apart of something so Much greater than me
Everything I read makes me believe that one day, I will be a part of something that is much greater than me.


When I perish, get the kerosene And burn me to oblivion But don't make a scene i need privacy so the Prophecy may be complete And I merge with the mages of ethereality Count on me when I am finally free I will watch you while scrying in the sea
When I die, please burn me with kerosene and do not cause any commotion. I need privacy, so the prophecy can be complete. I will join the mages of ethereality. When I am finally free, I will watch over you while scrying in the sea.


Underground catatonia I found a scroll in Rome from a Secret map I found in Macedonia Fuck this music I don't got the time to even hate 'cause I got secret service people From the Vatican approaching, bruh What you tellin' me?
I am in a state of catatonia. I found a scroll in Rome from a secret map I found in Macedonia. Screw this music, I don't have time to hate because I have secret service people from the Vatican approaching. What are you telling me?


I'll shoot an apple off your Wifey's head and miss And hit the bitch in the Head like William Lee
I can shoot the apple off your wife's head and miss, hitting her instead in the head like William Lee.


A murderous eight dimension night Breed killa Dylan be Clip on my hip and the chip on my Shoulder turned into the monster next to me
I am a murderous, eight-dimensional, night-breed killer. I have a clip on my hip and the chip on my shoulder has turned me into a monster.


Bloodline Illuminati, 666, lizard people All around me, man Rozzy really 'bout to take a trip to North Korea and come back a brand new man
I am surrounded by the Illuminati, 666, and lizard people. I am about to visit North Korea and return as a new person.


Coming back and founding Dylananastan To build a wall to separate me from the stans Bitches wanna hold my hand But they don't even know about the Demo of my favorite band
When I return, I will establish Dylananastan and build a wall to separate me from the stans. Girls want to hold my hand but have no knowledge of my favorite band's demo.


Dylan got the stamina to keep it goin' 90s baby getting buck like Pretty Tony I don't got no time for phony rap baloney We gon' fuck the bitch and have a ceremony
I have the endurance to keep going, and I'm getting wild like Pretty Tony. I don't have time for fake rap. We are going to have sex and a ceremony.


Mask on face weapons in my place A hundred million bodies I'ma concentrate Anybody with a cheerful disposition Who believe in heaven might Just meet their fate
I have a mask on my face and weapons in my place. I will focus on killing a hundred million bodies. Anyone with a cheerful disposition who believes in heaven might just meet their fate.


Dylan throw it, tell the bitch to go wide Fuck around, participate in homicide From sea to shining sea A Christian Holocaust A pagan neo-Judaistic genocide
I will throw it and tell the girl to go wide. I might participate in homicide. From one coast to the other, there is a Christian Holocaust and a pagan neo-Judaistic genocide.


Yesterday I got so fumin' angry that I stabbed myself in the thigh with a fork What you know about the wretched wicked shit Like the atrocities of Malachi York?
Yesterday, I was so angry that I stabbed myself in the thigh with a fork. Do you know about the wicked, wretched atrocities of Malachi York?


Busted and dusted like an angel That just lost it's way And we all gon' die anyway, so fuck it, mane Mind gone straight lost in a fog of haze Two brothers from the housing authority Came to take your kids and dogs away
I am broken like an angel that has lost its way. We are all going to die, so screw it. My mind is lost in a fog of confusion. Two brothers from the housing authority will come and take your kids and dogs away.




Lyrics © Wixen Music Publishing
Written by: ERIC WHITNEY

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