Grave Within A Grave
Lil Ugly Mane Lyrics


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From the inside of my corpse, 30 seconds is like a century
Imprisoned in necrotic flesh, cognizant beyond my death
Paralyzed and frozen in this carnal penitentiary
Lucidly projecting hellish spectres, ghoulish architecture
Enveloped in a darkness far beyond my mind can measure
Suffocating violent pressure. tt just goes on forever,
Are these electro-magnetic hallucinations?
Is this everybody's afterlife or something I've created?
Abandoned and dismissed in a flaccid impotence
With the cold illumination that I no longer exist
In a grave within a grave it was the first time I prayed
No one there to tell me that I shouldn't be afraid
Falling endlessly deeper, yet immobile and still
In this infinite aethyr washing over my filth
Neither angels or reapers or ghosts were fulfilled
Just a cavity to soak up my guilt in my depravity
The flowers up above me wilting down so they can laugh at me
To think we spend our lives convinced we understand agony
A familiar voice: "He's finally at peace"
Shrieking through the silence to remind me I'm deceased
I tried to answer but the dead can't speak
The biggest prison in the world's underground six feet
In a grave within a grave within a grave




It was the first time I prayed, in a grave within a grave
No one there to tell me that I shouldn't be afraid

Overall Meaning

The song "Grave Within A Grave" by Lil Ugly Mane describes the experience of being trapped in one's own corpse after death. The singer describes feeling paralyzed and frozen within their own flesh, unable to move or communicate. Despite being deceased, they are still able to lucidly project hallucinations and experience an afterlife, but are unsure if it is real or just a creation of their own mind.


The lyrics also touch on themes of fear and guilt, as the singer is left alone in this dark and infinite abyss with no one to comfort them. They question whether this is everyone's afterlife or just their own personal hell, and contemplate how we spend our lives thinking we understand agony when we truly have no idea what awaits us in death.


The final verse of the song is particularly bleak, with the singer acknowledging that they are truly alone and forgotten in their grave within a grave. There is no one there to tell them that they shouldn't be afraid, and they are left to rot in their own filth.


Line by Line Meaning

From the inside of my corpse, 30 seconds is like a century
Despite being dead, time still passes perceptibly for me, and each moment feels unbearably long.


Imprisoned in necrotic flesh, cognizant beyond my death
My consciousness is trapped inside my decaying body, aware of the fact that I am no longer alive.


Paralyzed and frozen in this carnal penitentiary
I am unable to move or escape from my physical prison, left to contemplate my fate.


Lucidly projecting hellish spectres, ghoulish architecture
My mind conjures up horrifying images and landscapes that are beyond comprehension.


Enveloped in a darkness far beyond my mind can measure
The darkness that surrounds me is incomprehensibly vast and profound.


Suffocating violent pressure. tt just goes on forever,
I feel trapped and overwhelmed by a constant, unrelenting force that never ceases to oppress me.


Are these electro-magnetic hallucinations?
I am unsure whether these experiences are real or a figment of my imagination.


Is this everybody's afterlife or something I've created?
I question whether this is a shared experience or something unique to my own consciousness.


Abandoned and dismissed in a flaccid impotence
I feel neglected and powerless in my current state, as if I am no longer relevant.


With the cold illumination that I no longer exist
The realization that I am truly dead washes over me, leaving me hollow and empty.


In a grave within a grave it was the first time I prayed
Despite my disbelief in the afterlife, I find myself praying for the first time ever as I confront my own mortality.


No one there to tell me that I shouldn't be afraid
I am left completely alone and terrified, with no one to offer me comfort or reassurance.


Falling endlessly deeper, yet immobile and still
I am consumed by a feeling of descent, but am unable to physically move in any way.


In this infinite aethyr washing over my filth
I am surrounded by an infinite and undefinable substance that cleanses me of my impurities.


Neither angels or reapers or ghosts were fulfilled
I realize that none of the traditional figures associated with death or the afterlife can offer me any solace in this state.


Just a cavity to soak up my guilt in my depravity
In the absence of any external judgment, I am left alone to confront my own guilt and moral failings.


The flowers up above me wilting down so they can laugh at me
Even the physical world seems to mock my predicament, as the flowers that once held symbolic meaning wither and die.


To think we spend our lives convinced we understand agony
I reflect on how little we truly understand about the nature of suffering and pain, even as we experience it throughout our lives.


A familiar voice: "He's finally at peace"
Despite my own fear and unrest, a voice comfortingly suggests that I have finally found peace.


Shrieking through the silence to remind me I'm deceased
The voice serves as a haunting reminder that I am indeed dead, despite any other sensations or experiences I may be having.


I tried to answer but the dead can't speak
I attempt to respond to the voice, but am reminded once again of my own powerlessness as a corpse.


The biggest prison in the world's underground six feet
Despite the vastness of the world and the human experience, the simple fact of being buried underground is the ultimate confinement.


In a grave within a grave within a grave
Even death has multiple layers and depths, with each experience more profound and terrifying than the last.


It was the first time I prayed, in a grave within a grave
Despite any prior disbelief or skepticism, I find myself turning to prayer in this moment of uncertainty and fear.


No one there to tell me that I shouldn't be afraid
In the face of immense darkness and fear, I am left utterly alone with my own thoughts and emotions.




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@ericpeck5983

"The flowers up above me wilting down so they can laugh at me, to think we spend our lives convinced we understand agony"

An absolute goddamn gut punch.

@lordschwarzkopf9561

this is so good thats its worth falling into a monthly depression after listening to it

@naixxxxxxxxx

i honestly have to resist listening to this album too much in a short amount of time. it'll send me downwards.

@marazali1816

Embrace it

@pvcka7267

True

@marazali1816

yo don't embrace it fuck the past me. i love you all whoever needs to hear it

@alejandroalfonso67

​@@marazali1816 thank you man you're great

@CyberSpectrumND

That ambient shit at the end is beautiful

@jdterrell

the ambiance at the end is everything

@chaosinorderrr

This whole song is poetry! Devastatingly beautiful!

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