The Writing's On The Wall
Hatesphere Lyrics


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Waiting for dinner conversations
To turn into a slaughtering affair
So we begin, waiting for the massacre
To hit you in the head, so we begin
Our tongue breaking degradation set to please

But if you think we'd degrade ourselves
Then you've clearly been had
When "death and destruction"
Is the only measure of our state of content

Our tongue breaking degradation set to please

Holding on to something real by an arms length
It ain't over 'til the writing's on the wall





These will be the final words, may you choke on them

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Hatesphere's song, The Writing's On The Wall, talk about an imminent confrontation. The first verse talks about waiting for dinner conversations to turn into something violent. The sarcasm in the lyrics is apparent as the singer expresses his/her anticipation for the massacre to begin. The next line talks about using tongue-breaking degradation to please others. Here, the singer is talking about a technique they might use to engage in a conversation where they will bring out the worst in the other person just for aesthetic purposes.


The second verse talks about holding onto "something real" within an arm's length. The phrase alludes to the proximity of the reality that is presented to us. It might also refer to the fact that we understand only what we experience and that we must have a solid grip on things as they are instead of what they appear. The last two lines convey finality, translated through the words "final words" and "may you choke on them," suggesting a conclusion to a conversation.


Line by Line Meaning

Waiting for dinner conversations To turn into a slaughtering affair
We're waiting for the dinner conversation to turn into arguments so we could start attacking and insulting each other.


So we begin, waiting for the massacre To hit you in the head, so we begin Our tongue breaking degradation set to please
We start with a massacre of words, attacking and degrading you and enjoy doing that.


But if you think we'd degrade ourselves Then you've clearly been had When "death and destruction" Is the only measure of our state of content
If you think we feel bad about degrading others, you are mistaken. We feel content when we destroy and cause disruption.


Holding on to something real by an arms length It ain't over 'til the writing's on the wall
We hold on to real things but know that it's not over until the inevitable conclusion becomes apparent.


These will be the final words, may you choke on them
These are our last words to you, and we hope you feel the impact and pain of them in the long term.




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