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Aura on an Asylum Wall
Kayo Dot Lyrics


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Almost condescending it looks on from inside
I feel strong, this day will never wither!
In sorcery is my most ancient thought
And I thought the sorcerer was right

It creeps behind a dusty mirror
They, in an attic I dreamt of once

Flow through me again, wrathful one
I feel strong! Throw the tapestry o'er the oracles!
Belong to me innocence...

The shears cut cleaner than a child's first sin
I chose the grave in blasphemous

It fell away a hundred times before
But orisons scratched veiled glass
"Though art I," says cast away
And I am in an attic

I feel weak, this night will never bloom!
I am I - now you're mine, my cunting child

Overall Meaning

The song “Aura on an Asylum Wall” by Kayo Dot is a dreamy, eerie, and haunting track that carries a deeper meaning. The lyrics are cryptic and abstract, leaving the listener with a sense of enigma. The song starts with the words “Almost condescending it looks on from inside, I feel strong, this day will never wither,” suggesting that the singer is facing an internal conflict and feels that they are in control. However, the following lines reveal a shift in the tone, as sorcery becomes the most ancient thought and the sorcerer is thought to be right. The singer may feel confused and doubtful about their thoughts and beliefs, as if something is creeping up on them.


The lyrics discuss the idea of innocence and the desire to possess it. The phrase “Belong to me innocence” may indicate a sense of longing to recapture the purity and innocence of the past, which now seems lost. The following lines suggest a sacrificial act, as the shears cut cleaner than a child’s first sin, and the singer chooses the grave in blasphemous. The song concludes with the words “I feel weak, this night will never bloom! I am I - now you’re mine, my cunting child,” indicating that the singer has lost control and is now consumed by darkness.


Line by Line Meaning

Almost condescending it looks on from inside
The view from inside seems superior and judgmental.


I feel strong, this day will never wither!
This day feels empowering and long-lasting.


In sorcery is my most ancient thought
Sorcery has always been a deep train of thought for me.


And I thought the sorcerer was right
I believed the sorcerer's teachings were correct.


It creeps behind a dusty mirror
Something ominous lurks behind a forgotten mirror.


They, in an attic I dreamt of once
Those people I dreamed of being in an attic.


Flow through me again, wrathful one
I want to feel the power of my anger again.


I feel strong! Throw the tapestry o'er the oracles!
The confidence I have is enough to hide the truth from others.


Belong to me innocence...
I want to possess purity.


The shears cut cleaner than a child's first sin
The sharp object cuts with a pristine sharpness.


I chose the grave in blasphemous
I did something sacrilegious to choose my own death.


It fell away a hundred times before
This thing has disappeared many times in the past.


But orisons scratched veiled glass
Whispers scratched at the fogged-over window.


"Though art I," says cast away
"I am who I am," exclaims the rejected one.


And I am in an attic
I am in a cramped and forgotten space.


I feel weak, this night will never bloom!
Tonight feels powerless and will never improve.


I am I - now you're mine, my cunting child
I am in control of you now, my submissive offspring.




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