Horn of Destiny
Hawkwind Lyrics


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Yet year on year the greedy tide
Swelled from the west unsatisfied
And ever with impatient fret
Gnawed at the human banquet
And many with madness in their eyes
Stared gibbering at the white hot skies
Where foul birds circled overhead
Shadowing the living and the dead
Southward to where the blood red sun
Sickens at noon in vapors dun
He stumbles with the fear-tamed herds




Of savage beasts
While homeless birds fly overhead

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Hawkwind's song "Horn of Destiny" exude a sense of foreboding and despair as they describe the never-ending and insatiable greed of humanity. The first few lines paint a picture of a world where the unquenchable thirst for more has left people in a state of perpetual frustration and dissatisfaction. The lines "And ever with impatient fret, Gnawed at the human banquet" describe this feeling of restlessness and the constant desire for more that is never satisfied.


The following lines refer to the madness and chaos that this state of affairs has brought about in people's lives. The "gibbering" and staring "madness in their eyes" evoke a sense of insanity and hopelessness as people struggle to cope with the bleak reality of their existence. They are surrounded by "foul birds" that not only serve as symbols of death and decay but also as a reminder of the fleeting nature of life.


The last few lines describe a journey southward, where the "blood red sun" sickens and savage beasts roam free. The singer is portrayed as being part of a group of people that have been "fear-tamed" and are now wandering aimlessly without a place to call home. The image of homeless birds flying overhead symbolizes the transient and impermanent nature of life itself. The song's lyrics are a powerful commentary on human greed, the resulting chaos and madness, and the fleeting nature of life.


Line by Line Meaning

Yet year on year the greedy tide
Despite the passing of countless years, the insatiable greed of human society only grows stronger


Swelled from the west unsatisfied
This greed originates from the West and is never appeased


And ever with impatient fret
The people's desires are always restless and anxious for more


Gnawed at the human banquet
Their hunger for wealth and power devours any sense of morality or conscience


And many with madness in their eyes
The pursuit of their selfish ambition has driven them to the brink of insanity


Stared gibbering at the white hot skies
They look up in desperation and despair, as if searching for answers from a merciless higher power


Where foul birds circled overhead
Their corrupt deeds have attracted vultures of misfortune and corruption


Shadowing the living and the dead
These carrion birds haunt both the living and the dead, symbolizing the all-encompassing power of greed


Southward to where the blood red sun
The song shifts focus to a specific region, where the sun is blood red, hinting at a place of death and destruction


Sickens at noon in vapors dun
The sun appears sickly and shrouded in a haze of despair, further emphasizing the gloom of this place


He stumbles with the fear-tamed herds
A lone survivor in this bleak landscape, the singer resists his fear and moves forward with the beaten-down groups that remain


Of savage beasts
The few animals left in this wasteland are wild and untamed, no longer domesticated and enslaved by humanity


While homeless birds fly overhead
The only remaining creatures that still roam free are the birds, with no home or purpose other than to witness the destruction caused by human greed




Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: DAVE BROCK

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Comments from YouTube:

MoodyDude

"You of Chaos have defied the edict of the Cosmic Balance and sought complete dominance of this world! Destiny denies you this, for the Earth's life is over & must be resurrected in a new form where your influence shall be weak!" - Lord Donblas, the Justice Maker

Papi Elric

The Horn of Roland.

Robbj Cobb

give this a try , just once boys and girls )) bet you don't last a minute)))) gotta luv old skool weirdness )), just ask Micheal Moorcock))

Roman A.

Sounds like Judas priest defenders of the faith era

Robbj Cobb

fly overhead..... southward ...