The Caitiff Choir: Revelations
It Dies Today Lyrics


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Can you hear them?
Their weary screams of agony,
Travelling back,
From the blackest regions of their hereafter.

You may have to hollow me
To understand this mortal blasphemy.
We are born of the blackest hearts:
We all are heirs to the morningstar.

Do you hear the caitiff choir?
Faithful to none but themselves.
Now do you see them?
Can you see me now?

Can you see that we are?
Born of the blackest hearts,
We are all heirs to the morningstar.
Disheartening, isn't it

To find that man is inherently perverse.
Disheartening, isn't it
That man is inherently evil.
Do you hear the caitiff choir,

Faithful to none but themselves?




We are of the blackest hearts;
We all are heirs to the morningstar.

Overall Meaning

In the lyrics of It Dies Today's song The Caitiff Choir: Revelations, the theme of inherent evil in human nature is explored. The first verse describes the screams of agony coming from beyond the grave, suggesting eternal damnation for those who possess a "black heart." The second verse suggests that the singer himself may be complicit in this "mortal blasphemy" and that only a "hollowing" of his own conscience may allow him to understand its nature.


The refrain of the song asks the listener if they can hear the "caitiff choir," a group that is "faithful to none but themselves," but it is unclear who or what this choir represents. The final verse directly addresses the thesis of the song, that all humans are "born of the blackest hearts" and that this knowledge is "disheartening." The lyrics seem to be expressing a sense of hopelessness in the face of man's inherent evil, and an acknowledgement that even the singer himself is not exempt from this fundamental flaw.


Line by Line Meaning

Can you hear them?
Can you perceive the sounds of the suffering souls traveling from their afterlife?


Their weary screams of agony,
The moans of the tired and anguished souls resonating from the depths of their underworld.


Travelling back,
Coming back to the living world from their place of eternal punishment.


From the blackest regions of their hereafter.
Emerging from the darkest corners of their afterlife, full of anguish and pain.


You may have to hollow me
You may need to empty me out and strip away my layers to apprehend this sinful reality.


To understand this mortal blasphemy.
To grasp this mortal sacrilege that is inherent within all of us.


We are born of the blackest hearts:
We originate from the darkest and most wicked core of our being.


We all are heirs to the morningstar.
We are all deserving inheritors of this symbol of prideful rebellion and defiance.


Do you hear the caitiff choir?
Can you hear the voices of the outcast group who pledge allegiance to no one but themselves?


Faithful to none but themselves.
They are devoted only to their own self-interest and well-being.


Now do you see them?
Can you now perceive their presence and existence?


Can you see me now?
Am I now visible to you, considering the sinful nature I possess like everyone else?


Can you see that we are?
Can you comprehend that we are all the same in possessing that dark element within us?


Born of the blackest hearts,
Coming into existence with the impure and wicked heart that we all possess.


Disheartening, isn't it
It is dismaying to realize that faultiness is an inherent trait of human beings.


To find that man is inherently perverse.
It is shocking to identify that the innate nature of man is inclined towards twisted and corrupt behavior.


That man is inherently evil.
That inherently man is inclined towards malevolent and wicked behavior.


We are of the blackest hearts;
We are all born with the worst and wicked side of our being.


We all are heirs to the morningstar.
We all are entitled inheritors of the emblem that represents rebellion and opposition.




Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
Written by: BROOKS, CAPPELLI, HATALAK, LEMKE, MIRUSSO

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