Disharmony
L'Âme Immortelle Lyrics


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My poems fade as flows of time
Tear apart my withered state
The written words no longer rhyme
A broken soul, the paper torn

Letters that once made up words
Don`t have a meaning anymore
Carried away by nighttime birds
A blank page left to die

The songs I wrote fade with the wind
As the wheel of ages turns
The muses once upon me grinned
But now they speak no more

Notes that made up melodies
Distort into disharmony




Like a ghost that swiftly flees
And vanishes as daybreak comes

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to L'Âme Immortelle's "Disharmony" paint a picture of a poet or songwriter who feels as though their creativity is fading away. The first stanza describes the passage of time, which tears apart the writer's "withered state," leaving them broken and unable to write. The words no longer fit together in a coherent way, and the paper is torn, symbolizing the destruction of the poet's work.


In the second stanza, the writer explores the meaninglessness of the words they once wrote, which have been carried away by "nighttime birds." The blank page left behind represents a lack of inspiration and creativity. The third stanza describes the fading away of the songs the writer once composed, as the wheel of ages turns. The muses, who were once sources of inspiration, have stopped communicating with the poet. The final stanza compares the writer's fading melodies to a ghost that vanishes as daybreak comes - once the light hits the melody, it dissolves into disharmony.


Overall, "Disharmony" speaks to the fragility of creativity and the pain that comes with losing the ability to write or compose music. The lyrics express a sense of loss and hopelessness, as if the writer is mourning the loss of their creativity and sense of purpose.


Line by Line Meaning

My poems fade as flows of time
As time passes, my poems lose their vibrancy and eloquence


Tear apart my withered state
My deteriorated state exacerbates the fading of my poems


The written words no longer rhyme
The words in my poems lack proper cadence and sound


A broken soul, the paper torn
My soul is in disrepair, and the paper on which my poems were written is tattered


Letters that once made up words
The individual letters that previously comprised meaningful words


Don`t have a meaning anymore
No longer coalesce and signify anything


Carried away by nighttime birds
The fragments of my writing drawn away by the creatures of the night


A blank page left to die
An empty, barren paper left to decay


The songs I wrote fade with the wind
My songs lose their resonance and tone as they are carried away by the wind


As the wheel of ages turns
As time passes and generations change


The muses once upon me grinned
The goddesses of inspiration who favored me in the past no longer smile upon me


But now they speak no more
My muses no longer impart to me inspiration or creativity


Notes that made up melodies
The individual notes that once formed harmonious melodies


Distort into disharmony
No longer producing musical harmony but instead producing discord


Like a ghost that swiftly flees
Disappearing rapidly like a phantom


And vanishes as daybreak comes
Fading away with the rising of the day




Lyrics © Universal Music Publishing Group
Written by: HANNES MEDWENITSCH, SONJA KRAUSHOFER, THOMAS RAINER

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Comments from YouTube:

@neycapute592

Essa primeira voz é da Liv Kristene ?

@zdenkahybnerova4822

No, it's a voice of Sonja Kraushofer.

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