Silverspine
Madder Mortem Lyrics


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This is all yours if you want it
My sick landscape, dry and fevered
My survival and the hunger
Growing older in a heartbeat

You took us by surprise
Stepped in where no one goes
In forcing open doors
You sacrifice us both

This is all yours if you want it
This is all I ever offered you

Hoping against all sense
(We bite the hand that feeds us pain)
Hoping against myself
(There is still pride inside our veins)

Underneath our sores and blisters
Spines of silver that won't listen
Your perception is not flawless
We are dying while you watch us moan

Hoping against all sense
(We bite the hand that feeds us pain)
Hoping against myself
(There is still pride inside our veins)
Biding my time

The perfection has turned sour
In the moment of salvation
Every minute is pure torture
This is mercy, if you want it
Hoping against all sense
(All meaning rots and slithers grey)
Hoping against myself
(We bite the hand that fed us pain)

This is all yours if you want it
This is mercy, if I have it

Biding my time

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Madder Mortem's song Silverspine describe a sick landscape full of fevered hunger, survival, and growing older too quickly. The singer talks about how someone, perhaps a higher power, took them by surprise and forced open doors, sacrificing them both. They offer this sick landscape to the entity, hoping against all sense and against themselves, all while they suffer from sores and blisters with spines of silver that won't listen. They tell the entity that their perception is not flawless, and they are dying while being watched moan. The singer bides their time, but the perfection has turned sour, and every moment is pure torture. They offer mercy if the entity wants it, but all meaning rots and turns into grey slithers.


This song seems to be about a person's struggle with their belief in a higher power or a higher purpose. The singer offers up their life and suffering to this entity, but they find that the entity is flawed and imperfect, failing to take action while the singer suffers. The singer still holds onto their faith, as evidenced by their hope against all sense and themselves. The spines of silver that won't listen may represent a need for guidance that never comes. The singer is biding their time, waiting for something to happen, while they suffer in this sick landscape. The singer's hope is dwindling, and they offer mercy to the entity, hoping that it will bring relief.


Line by Line Meaning

This is all yours if you want it
I am giving you ownership of my sick and barren landscape as well as my desire for survival and hunger.


My sick landscape, dry and fevered
My world is bleak, with no sustenance and a desperate disease.


My survival and the hunger
My primary focus is persevering and fulfilling my essential needs.


Growing older in a heartbeat
Time goes by so quickly, it's as if I'm aging in just a moment.


You took us by surprise
Your actions were unexpected and jarring to us.


Stepped in where no one goes
You entered into a place where no one else ventures or dares to confront.


In forcing open doors
You compelled entry into spaces that were previously inaccessible.


You sacrifice us both
Your actions have left us vulnerable and in danger, causing us both to suffer.


Hoping against all sense
Despite the odds, I am still holding onto hope.


(We bite the hand that feeds us pain)
We are causing our own suffering by continuing to consume that which harms us.


Hoping against myself
Even though I doubt myself, I still have faith that I can overcome obstacles.


(There is still pride inside our veins)
Even though we are weakened and damaged, we still hold onto our dignity and self-respect.


Underneath our sores and blisters
Beneath the surface wounds and scars that afflict us,


Spines of silver that won't listen
Our inner foundation of strength and willpower cannot be swayed, even by external forces.


Your perception is not flawless
Your understanding of the situation is flawed and incomplete.


We are dying while you watch us moan
We are perishing while you remain indifferent to our pain and suffering.


Biding my time
I am waiting patiently for the right moment to take action or make a decision.


The perfection has turned sour
The ideal state has become corrupted and decayed.


In the moment of salvation
At the moment of deliverance or rescue.


Every minute is pure torture
Each moment feels unbearable and excruciating.


This is mercy, if you want it
This painful existence is a form of mercy, should you desire it.


(All meaning rots and slithers grey)
All significance fades and becomes perverse or malevolent.


This is mercy, if I have it
If I have any mercy left to give, I will offer it to you.




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