LUXT is a virtual melting pot of styles. Sometimes heavy, while at other ti… Read Full Bio ↴LUXT is a virtual melting pot of styles. Sometimes heavy, while at other times simply sublime. Sonically, they have borrowed from so many different sources they could arguably be called rootless. But rather than gimmick, image or other timely sources, the base of LUXT's strength is their songwriting. Powerful hooks and rich melodies form a massive foundation for thought provoking and intelligent lyrics.

Anna Christine's rich and original vocal style provides the delivery that has made this band one of the most popular in band in Northern California for several years.

Locust
LUXT Lyrics

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Closed your eyes. Shut your mouth.
Bound your wrists. Spine pulled out.
Full of you so you have
Become my shedding doubt.

I suck life from your weakened little hole.
I feel lust, and control your little worthless,
Every little splinter, every little shiver, know.

Your apathetic flesh is more alluring than your soul.

Frail legs crawling slow, under translucent glow.
Some things are better left undead and so it goes.
Come falling from the wind, to bring the jittered end,
To strip the world of all it's leading to temptations tin

So lick the plate clean child, and dry your wettend smile.
It's an acquired taste, the souls slide down better, after a while.
In dark the locusts breed, just live to fuck and feed.
Such little creatures, we can't help but suck you of your needs.

So swarming covers you, oh, but you thought you knew.,
Tthe warning heeded not unfolds, beneath an acid dew.
This ticking in your brain, hard strikes the writhing rain.
You feel a million sets of reaping 'cisors clamp and chew.

A drain of heads and tails, drown out in buzz your wails.
Not even marrow left to tell the living of your lies.

And as the harvest fast, becomes the then, the past,
The tiny eyes that smiled your passing seek the next blood from the skies

Overall Meaning

The song "Locust" by LUXT describes a disturbing relationship between the singer and their victim. The lyrics allude to the idea of the victim being tortured and consumed by the singer. They have closed their eyes, shut their mouth, and bound their wrists, indicating that they are helpless in the situation. The singer takes pleasure in controlling and consuming the victim, calling them "worthless" and describing how they suck the life out of them. The victim's physical body is more appealing to the singer than their soul, which is shedding doubt on the singer.

The song's title, "Locust," is also significant. It refers to the biblical plague of locusts that descended upon Egypt. In the same way, the singer is likened to swarming locusts that consume everything in their path. The lyrics suggest that the singer is not satisfied with just one victim; they seek to continue preying on others. The song's final lines depict the victim's passing, which leaves them seeking the next victim, indicating that the cycle will continue.

Line by Line Meaning

Closed your eyes. Shut your mouth.
You refuse to see or speak the truth.

Bound your wrists. Spine pulled out.
You are powerless and unable to escape from me.

Full of you so you have Become my shedding doubt.
You have infected me with your doubts, and now I must shed you to be free.

I suck life from your weakened little hole.
I am draining the life from you and taking pleasure in your misery.

I feel lust, and control your little worthless, Every little splinter, every little shiver, know. Your apathetic flesh is more alluring than your soul.
I am drawn to your body, not your soul, and I take pleasure in every bit of pain I can inflict on you.

Frail legs crawling slow, under translucent glow.
You are weak and vulnerable, and I can watch you suffer in the darkness.

Some things are better left undead and so it goes.
Sometimes it's better to leave things alone, but I can't resist causing pain.

Come falling from the wind, to bring the jittered end, To strip the world of all it's leading to temptations tin
Death is approaching, and it will end everything, leaving nothing behind but the emptiness of life's temptations.

So lick the plate clean child, and dry your wettend smile. It's an acquired taste, the souls slide down better, after a while.
I am forcing you to eat your pain and take pleasure in it, knowing that you will eventually become numb to it over time.

In dark the locusts breed, just live to fuck and feed. Such little creatures, we can't help but suck you of your needs.
Like locusts, we take pleasure in causing destruction and taking what we want from others without remorse.

So swarming covers you, oh, but you thought you knew., Tthe warning heeded not unfolds, beneath an acid dew.
You didn't listen to the warning, and now you are covered in a swarm of pain that burns like acid.

This ticking in your brain, hard strikes the writhing rain. You feel a million sets of reaping 'cisors clamp and chew.
You are tormented by the constant pain, as if millions of teeth are chewing away at your brain.

A drain of heads and tails, drown out in buzz your wails. Not even marrow left to tell the living of your lies.
You are drained of everything, and even your cries for help are lost in the buzzing of the locusts. Your legacy will be nothing but lies and pain.

And as the harvest fast, becomes the then, the past, The tiny eyes that smiled your passing seek the next blood from the skies
As you die and fade away, the locusts move on to their next victim, smiling all the while as they seek out the next source of blood and pain.

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