In The Dark
King I.S.O Lyrics
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There’s a brand on my hand that tells me who I am
In your head or in your room, in your bed or in your tomb
In the warmth of your cocoon, there is never any room for me
Gets so cramped, living in your head
On the walls are faces of the dead
Sound of laughter from beyond the grave
Laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh
Be it day or be it night, be it wrong or be it right
Be it any way you like, just don’t be it anywhere in my sight
Time is speeding, time is slowing, time isn’t even really going
Time is just a way of showing all the wasted space that you take up
Gets so cramped, living in your head
On the walls are faces of the dead
Sound of laughter from beyond the grave
Laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh
Because you’re a slave
In the eyes of the minotaur
The high tide of a sea of blood stains the shore
As we see, we create, we create a world of hate
Then we live in this world in a comatose state
Then we choose to walk through the barbed and shackled gate
Then we use what we lose to control our fate
Eros in the dark
Eros in your lovely darkness
Your arrows pierce my heart
Adds another scar to my collection
In the land of the damned, buried underneath the sand
There’s a brand on my hand that tells me who I am
Time is speeding, time is slowing, time isn’t even really going
Time is just a way of showing all the wasted space that you take up
Gets so cramped, living in your head
On the walls are faces of the dead
Sound of laughter from beyond the grave
Laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh
Because you’re a slave
In the eyes of the minotaur
The high tide of a sea of blood stains the shore
As we see, we create, we create a world of hate
Then we live in this world in a comatose state
Then we choose to walk through the barbed and shackled gate
Then we use what we lose to control our fate
Eros in the dark
Eros in your lovely darkness
Your arrows pierce my heart
Adds another scar to my collection
The lyrics of "In the Dark" speak of the struggle of an individual to break free from the constraints of society and live a life of authenticity. The opening lines suggest a state of being trapped or buried, with the brand on the singer's hand acting as a reminder of their predetermined identity. However, the subsequent lines depict a desire to escape – from the suffocating space of one's head, from the haunting memories of the dead, and from the laughter that indicates one's status as a slave.
Line by Line Meaning
In the land of the damned, buried underneath the sand
I feel like I'm in a terrible place, buried and trapped in this dark and desolate world.
There’s a brand on my hand that tells me who I am
I have this feeling of being marked or labeled, like I can't escape my past or my identity.
In your head or in your room, in your bed or in your tomb
It doesn't matter where I am physically, because I'm always caught in my own thoughts and struggles.
In the warmth of your cocoon, there is never any room for me
Even when you're comfortable and cozy, I feel like I can't fit in or belong anywhere in your life.
Gets so cramped, living in your head
Being stuck in your own head and thoughts can become suffocating and claustrophobic.
On the walls are faces of the dead
I feel haunted by the past and the memory of those who are no longer here.
Sound of laughter from beyond the grave
I hear echoes of laughter and joy from those who have passed away, reminding me of what I've lost and what I'm missing out on.
Because you’re a slave
I feel like I'm trapped or enslaved by my own thoughts and feelings, unable to break free and escape.
Be it day or be it night, be it wrong or be it right
No matter the situation or circumstance, I'm struggling to find my place and purpose in life.
Be it any way you like, just don’t be it anywhere in my sight
I don't care how you live your life or what you do, as long as it doesn't encroach on or negatively affect my own struggle.
Time is speeding, time is slowing, time isn’t even really going
Time feels distorted and confusing, and I don't feel like I'm making any progress or moving forward in life.
Time is just a way of showing all the wasted space that you take up
Time seems to be highlighting the fact that I'm not making the most of my life, and I feel like I'm just taking up space.
In the eyes of the minotaur
I feel like I'm facing a beast or monster, something incredibly challenging and difficult to overcome.
The high tide of a sea of blood stains the shore
I feel like violence and chaos are all around me, and I'm seeing the aftermath of destruction and pain all around me.
As we see, we create, we create a world of hate
The more negativity and darkness we see in the world, the more we bring that into our own lives and the more we contribute to a world of hate and anger.
Then we live in this world in a comatose state
We become numb and apathetic to the world around us, just surviving day by day without really engaging or living fully.
Then we choose to walk through the barbed and shackled gate
We willingly subject ourselves to pain and struggle, even when there are other options available to us.
Then we use what we lose to control our fate
We try to hold onto what we've lost, using it as a way to define us and give us control over our own future.
Eros in the dark
Love and passion can still exist even in the midst of darkness and pain.
Eros in your lovely darkness
Love and passion can be found within you, even when you're stuck in a negative or difficult situation.
Your arrows pierce my heart
Your love and passion have the power to hurt me, but I'm still drawn to you and crave that connection.
Adds another scar to my collection
Every time I get hurt or face a new struggle, it just adds to the pain and scars that I'm already carrying with me.
Lyrics © DistroKid
Written by: Monty Owen II
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