The Theomachist
Isen Torr Lyrics
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Your masters they beckon, as revelation looms
Your mewls and whispers, the tears you weep
As you usher in, your kings and queens
They drink to your doom, feast on your fear
Like whipped dogs you cower, in thralldom you kneel
Thine enemy holds sway, in these once mighty halls
Through an undulating sea, of proselyte harlequins
An empyreal harbinger, the hellae maleficent
I bring burning black rays, of starless night reviled
On the torpid countenance, of ditheism (I micturate)
(Fight! Fight! Fight!)
Perish their house
To be stricken by might
Empowered by truth
For my freedom I fight
With sinew, with steel
For honour, for blood
Their wyrm tongues are severed
By victory's blade...
The lyrics of Isen Torr’s song “The Theomachist” depict a scene of utter destruction, where the rulers beckon their subject with constant reminders of imminent apocalypse, urging them to usher in their kings and queens. The imagery of a blood red moon waxing and waning adds to the overall apocalyptic feel of the song. The rulers are depicted as feasting on the fear and tears of their subjects, reducing them to nothing more than whipped dogs cowering in thralldom. The once mighty halls are now ruled by enemies, and the singers’ flesh is being riven by their enemies' carnassial caress.
The next verse steps up the violence when the singer is surrounded by the enemy's minions, “an undulating sea of proselyte harlequins,” who are arcane and eerily dangerous. The singer is also described as an “empyreal harbinger” of “hellae maleficent” who brings “burning black rays of a starless night reviled.” The singer is taking on the enemies of the kingdom, and with a clarion battle cry: “Fight! Fight! Fight!” The hero proclaims that the enemy's wyrm tongues will be severed by victory’s blade. The song is a powerful retelling of a battle cry, with the Theomachist being an embodiment of virtus and power.
Line by Line Meaning
Under the wax and wane, of a blood red moon
In the changing and unpredictable world we live in, where danger and instability are constant, and we are under threat at all times
Your masters they beckon, as revelation looms
The people in power and control are calling for you to obey, and they are preparing for a time of upheaval and transformation
Your mewls and whispers, the tears you weep
Your pain and suffering cannot be ignored, and you express it in small ways, but always remember that you are not alone
As you usher in, your kings and queens
You are under the authority of powerful and ruthless leaders, who have established their rule over you
They drink to your doom, feast on your fear
Your oppressors take pleasure in your misery and use it to further their own interests
Like whipped dogs you cower, in thralldom you kneel
You are forced to submit to their authority, and even when you resist, you feel powerless and helpless
Thine enemy holds sway, in these once mighty halls
Your enemies now have control over what was once a place of strength and power
And riven your flesh, by their carnassial caress
They have caused you great pain and injury with their cruel and violent actions
Through an undulating sea, of proselyte harlequins
You are surrounded by a chaotic and confusing world, filled with people who are trying to recruit you to their side
An empyreal harbinger, the hellae maleficent
A messenger of the divine, bringing with them a terrible and destructive force
I bring burning black rays, of starless night reviled
I bring a powerful force that is both frightening and unstoppable, a darkness that consumes everything in its path
On the torpid countenance, of ditheism (I micturate)
I show my defiance and rejection of the two-faced and hypocritical beliefs of those who oppose me
Perish their house
I will see their power destroyed
To be stricken by might
They will be defeated by a greater force
Empowered by truth
I am fueled by a deep and unwavering belief in what is right
For my freedom I fight
I am determined to win my freedom and break free of their control
With sinew, with steel
I will use all of my strength and resources to achieve my goal
For honour, for blood
This is a matter of pride and of life and death
Their wyrm tongues are severed
Their deceitful words will no longer hold power over me or anyone else
By victory's blade...
I will win this fight and emerge triumphant
Contributed by Gianna S. Suggest a correction in the comments below.