Metropolitan Roots
Kromlek Lyrics


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Factitious mountains crown the plains
Yersinian symptoms sprawl like blains
Inversely proportional is kin to ken
The mature ΧΑΛΚΙΟΙΚΟΣ became like men

I call the blacksmith not to fade
Reside in patience on 11th grade
The iron era is yours to win
Mount the skylines an spawn your kin

Adamantine flush affects all veins
It is no longer mortal life that reigns
The magma core inside the termite hill
The gift of matter is open still

Downwards our deeds aspire
Upwards is our mind's desire
Sidewards through eternal shadows of blue
Backwards into blur without any clue

Down below the marrow's arid crust
Earthly veins get parched by rust
A hidden apprehension's germination
The final seal if man's determination
The more, the closer - the marrow got rude
An odd magnetism of solitude
While identity is made by alien reflection
I relocate my dot within the matrix section

Urban rooting without pullulation
A thousand strangers called "population"
Lone wolf temper within scores of sheep
The pool we're drowning in will never seep

So I long for the roots of my city, so I dig for the origin ground
Where the lupa proved the triumph of pity
lies a reason for that place to found
Birth-giver equals live-taker equals peacemaker equals god
bone-setter equals life-fetter equals root-digger versus god




I will cure the plague by now - I will find myself somehow
Let me set this world aflame - down is up and you're to blame

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Kromlek's song "Metropolitan Roots" explore the complexity of human existence in an urban environment, and the search for identity and purpose in a place where individuality can be lost amidst the masses. The opening lines describe a landscape defined both by artificial constructions and by natural maladies, suggesting human efforts to shape and control the environment are constantly beset by forces beyond our control. The lines "Inversely proportional is kin to ken / The mature ΧΑΛΚΙΟΙΚΟΣ became like men" suggest a tension between technology (represented by the reference to the Greek word for "iron") and humanity. The use of the word "mature" implies a process of growth or evolution in which technology has taken on qualities traditionally associated with human beings.


The lyrics go on to explore the struggle to maintain individual identity in a city full of strangers. The line "Urban rooting without pullulation / A thousand strangers called 'population'" suggests the paradox of trying to find a sense of belonging in a place where it can be difficult to connect with others. The singer expresses a desire to "dig for the origin ground" and find a connection to the past that can inform a sense of purpose in the present. The final lines "Let me set this world aflame - down is up and you're to blame" express a frustration with the status quo and a desire to disrupt established systems.


Line by Line Meaning

Factitious mountains crown the plains
The artificial constructions stand tall over the flat land


Yersinian symptoms sprawl like blains
The diseases spread like lumps on the skin


Inversely proportional is kin to ken
The two are related but tend to move in opposite directions


The mature ΧΑΛΚΙΟΙΚΟΣ became like men
The advanced civilization developed human-like qualities


I call the blacksmith not to fade
I ask the skilled craftsman to not disappear


Reside in patience on 11th grade
Stay calm and persevere through difficult times


The iron era is yours to win
You have the opportunity to succeed in this age of industrialization


Mount the skylines an spawn your kin
Climb to the top of the buildings and build your legacy


Adamantine flush affects all veins
A powerful force flows through everything


It is no longer mortal life that reigns
Death no longer has power over us


The magma core inside the termite hill
The fiery center of the small colony


The gift of matter is open still
The abundance of physical substance is still available


Downwards our deeds aspire
Our actions aim lower and lower


Upwards is our mind's desire
Our thoughts strive for heights


Sidewards through eternal shadows of blue
We move laterally through the never-ending shadows of blue


Backwards into blur without any clue
We slip backwards into obscurity without any sense of direction


Down below the marrow's arid crust
Deep beneath the dry, outer layer of our bones


Earthly veins get parched by rust
The rusting process dries out the veins of the earth


A hidden apprehension's germination
A secret fear begins to grow


The final seal if man's determination
Man's success depends on his unwavering commitment


The more, the closer - the marrow got rude
The greater the quantity, the more aggressive the center becomes


An odd magnetism of solitude
A strange attraction to being alone


While identity is made by alien reflection
Our sense of self is shaped by those who are different from us


I relocate my dot within the matrix section
I find my place in the complex system


Urban rooting without pullulation
Establishing roots in the city without overpopulating it


A thousand strangers called "population"
Thousands of unknown people inhabit the city


Lone wolf temper within scores of sheep
A person with a strong individualistic streak among many who follow the crowd


The pool we're drowning in will never seep
The overwhelming problems we face will not dissipate


So I long for the roots of my city, so I dig for the origin ground
I yearn for a deeper connection to the history of the place where I live


Where the lupa proved the triumph of pity
Where compassion was victorious, as was symbolized by the she-wolf


lies a reason for that place to found
There is a purpose behind the creation of this location


Birth-giver equals live-taker equals peacemaker equals god
The female power of giving birth, taking life, and creating peace is a divine force


bone-setter equals life-fetter equals root-digger versus god
Those who heal injuries, restrict movement, and cultivate connections with the earth compete against the divine


I will cure the plague by now - I will find myself somehow
I will overcome the disease and discover my true self


Let me set this world aflame - down is up and you're to blame
I will cause a revolution and turn the world upside down, and it will be your fault




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