Part Four
Grapefruit Sound Lab Lyrics


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Where am I? Help me
I can't take the screams anymore
Stop the voices in my head, help me
No more pain
Leave me alone, I am in bliss

Willst, feiner Knabe, du mit mir gehn
Meine Töchter sollen dich warten schön
Meine Töchter führen den nächtlichen Reihn,
Und wiegen und tanzen un singen dich ein!"

Witch doctor is here
Wretched and locked,
All here are privy to the Skinner Box

To say what they say, to do as they do
Rooms are hard, potions new

With fear of beyond, without and within
Confinement cold, potions thin

There is no treat, this poison pill
A midnight trick to dissect the will

Committed to horrors,
The hum of machines pierce the soul
The banshee screams





(That's the one to make my own
I'll force my way to flesh and bone!)

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Grapefruit Sound Lab's song "Asylum" paint a vivid picture of a person held captive in a mental institution. The song begins with the singer's desperate cry for help, as he can no longer endure the screams and voices in his head. He pleads for the pain to stop, and begs to be left alone in his state of bliss. The verse embodies the sheer despair and hopelessness of life in such an institution.


The second verse introduces the figure of a witch doctor, who is a personification of the oppressive and authoritarian system that controls the singer's life. The patients are locked up in their rooms and subjected to various treatments and treatments. The witch doctor's alluring voice claims that his "daughters" will take care of the singer, but in reality, they are mere instruments of the macabre rituals that take place at night. The singer is stripped of agency and forced to obey the authority in charge, who aims to snatch the will from the patients.


The chorus exposes the torment and suffering that the singer and his fellow inmates endure. They are committed to the horrors and subjected to the hum of machines and shrill screams, amplifying their torture. The song ends with a haunting chant, where the singer declares that he will make the asylum "his own" and force his way to flesh and bone, implying his loss of hope and impending descent into madness.


Line by Line Meaning

Where am I? Help me
Asking for assistance due to being lost and disoriented.


I can't take the screams anymore
Overwhelmed by the constant noise and commotion.


Stop the voices in my head, help me
Requesting relief from the internal chaos and confusion.


No more pain
Desiring an end to the suffering that is being experienced.


Leave me alone, I am in bliss
Preferring solitude over exposure to the pain and chaos experienced within.


Willst, feiner Knabe, du mit mir gehn
Do you want to come, fine boy?


Meine Töchter sollen dich warten schön
My daughters will wait for you.


Meine Töchter führen den nächtlichen Reihn,
My daughters lead the nightly dance.


Und wiegen und tanzen un singen dich ein!"
And they will sway, dance, and sing you in!


Witch doctor is here
Presence of a practitioner of magic or the supernatural.


Wretched and locked,
Miserable and confined.


All here are privy to the Skinner Box
All individuals present are experiencing psychological tests and experiments.


To say what they say, to do as they do
Being coerced into conforming to a prescribed protocol or set of beliefs.


Rooms are hard, potions new
Conditions and treatments are difficult and untested.


With fear of beyond, without and within
Apprehension about what lies ahead, behind, and within oneself.


Confinement cold, potions thin
The environment and remedies are uncomfortable and insufficient.


There is no treat, this poison pill
No beneficial cure is available, and the current course of action is detrimental.


A midnight trick to dissect the will
An insidious plan to break down an individual's spirit and autonomy.


Committed to horrors,
Being irrevocably subjected to atrocities.


The hum of machines pierce the soul
The constant mechanical noise is soul-crushing and oppressive.


The banshee screams
The screeching and wailing of unknown sources.


(That's the one to make my own I'll force my way to flesh and bone!)
Desire to take ownership of what is causing pain and suffering, at any cost.




Lyrics © Steamroller
Written by: Kevin Muldoon, Philip Caporaso, Robert Cotnoir

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