Pol
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Its name mocks its silence, a worthless beast born to
Violence ears and whiskers flapping as its yellow
Flesh comes slapping across the rank filth of this
Ancient subterranean floor. its hate knows no bounds
As its home knows no sounds (but the)
Flapping slapping splatting of its yellow flesh
I am the herald of light I withdraw a shining glory, a
Single loving-end of story, the only weakness, a grace
Like wings, my bow sings. unleashed and in the
Silver light my arrows take flight unleashed splits
Pols voices head and spills its thoughts and dreams
unleashed in crimson red across this floor
unleashed a host of yellow bodies comes crashing to
My feet neat! a host of slapping yellow bodies comes
Crashing in crimson piles a host of slapping yellow
Bodies comes crashing in crimson piles a host of
Slapping yellow bodies comes crashing in crimson piles
A host of slapping yellow bodies comes crashing in
Crimson piles running away running away running away
From your own voice running away running away running




Away from pols voice! silence! silence! silence!
Silence!

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of HORSE the band's song Pol's Voice tell a story of a creature known as Pol's Voice, who is violent and hateful, but also known for its silence. The creature's yellow flesh slaps across the ancient subterranean floor as it moves. The singer of the song, who is the "herald of light," withdraws a shining glory and unleashes a host of arrows that split Pol's Voice's head and spill its thoughts and dreams on the floor in crimson red. As a result, a host of yellow bodies comes crashing in crimson piles at the singer's feet. The song ends with the singer running away from Pol's Voice's silence.


The lyrics of Pol's Voice are about the power of sound and silence. Pol's Voice is a creature that is known for its silence, yet it is violent and hateful. The singer represents light and goodness, and by unleashing arrows that split Pol's Voice's head and spill its thoughts and dreams, the singer shows the power of sound and its ability to overcome darkness and violence. The silence of Pol's Voice is also a symbol of fear and repression. The singer is running away from this silence, which represents the fear of one's own voice and the repression of one's own thoughts and feelings.


Line by Line Meaning

Its name mocks its silence, a worthless beast born to
The creature's name is a taunt to its lack of sound, it was created only for destruction


Violence ears and whiskers flapping as its yellow
Its physical appearance expresses the violence inside it, with flapping ears and whiskers and yellow flesh


Flesh comes slapping across the rank filth of this
The creature moves grotesquely, slapping its flesh across the dirty floor


Ancient subterranean floor. its hate knows no bounds
The creature resides in an underground, ancient space, and its hatred is limitless


As its home knows no sounds (but the)
The creature's home is completely silent except for the sounds it makes


Flapping slapping splatting of its yellow flesh
The only noise in the creature's home is the unpleasant slap of its yellow flesh


I am the herald of light I withdraw a shining glory, a
The singer calls themselves the bringer of light and noble glory


Single loving-end of story, the only weakness, a grace
The artist has one solution to end a story: love. Their only weakness is their graceful vulnerability


Like wings, my bow sings. unleashed and in the
The artist's weapon is their bow, which sings like wings. They unleash their weapon during a moment of victory


Silver light my arrows take flight unleashed splits
In the silver light, the artist's arrows take flight and split their target


Pols voices head and spills its thoughts and dreams
The singer targets the creature, Pol's Voice, and destroys it, causing its thoughts and dreams to spill out


unleashed in crimson red across this floor
The creature's blood spills across the floor, red like crimson


Unleashed a host of yellow bodies comes crashing to
The creature's death causes a cascade of similar creatures to fall and crash to the ground


My feet neat! a host of slapping yellow bodies comes
The singer is left standing among the pile of dead creatures, which still slap and make noise


Crashing in crimson piles a host of slapping yellow
The bodies of the creatures continue to pile up, their yellow flesh slapping and making a racket


Bodies comes crashing in crimson piles a host of
The artist is overrun with the creatures' bodies, crashing and piling on top of each other


Slapping yellow bodies comes crashing in crimson piles running away running away running away
The artist tries to flee from the overwhelming number of creatures piling on them, repeatedly saying 'running away'


From your own voice running away running away running
The singer is running away from something, specifically their own voice


Away from pols voice! silence! silence! silence!
The creature Pol's Voice is so terrifying that the singer runs away from it, begging for silence




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: ARKENSTONE, CALL, ENGSTROM, ISEN, PROPHET, WINNEKE

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