Captured
Malevolent Creation Lyrics


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One existence to achieve the goals my soul demands
The carnage sick and twisted, death is at hand

Tragedy strikes, in a matter of seconds another taken life
Feeding on fear, no given reason nothing is clear
Nightmares now real, embrace the final months
Pleasure so real
Lunacy reigns, the victim, a trophy of
These murderous games
Disposal? No need, for all others a calling card to see
A mind deranged, no one plans on losing their life this way
Blood on my blade, stained by the lives
From my trucidations

The power that instills, dissipation of the kill
Flowing through my veins, the controlling of my ways

Adrenaline flows, lurking in the night until my choice draws close, under
Restraint, now in my grasp there is no escape
Slicing the throat, to stop the screams on their blood they will choke
To victimize, death rattle marks the ending of this life

One existence to achieve the goals my soul demands
The carnage sick and twisted, death is at hand, the power
That instills, dissipation of the kill, flowing through my veins,
The controlling of my ways

Tragedy strikes, in a matter of seconds another taken life
Feeding on fear, no given reason nothing is clear
Nightmares now real, embrace the final moments
Pleasure so real
Lunacy reigns, the victim, a trophy of these murderous games
Disposal? No need, for all others a calling card to see
A mind deranged, no one plans on losing their lives these ways




Stained by life from my trucidations
Blood in my veins, I am controlled by these trucidations

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Captured" by Malevolent Creation explore the twisted mindset of a serial killer who finds pleasure in taking lives. The opening lines convey the idea that the killer is driven by a deep-seated urge to fulfill their desires and achieve their goals, even if it means causing carnage and death. This suggests a lack of empathy and regard for human life.


The second stanza describes the thrill of the kill, with the killer relishing in the fear and confusion of their victims. They take pleasure in the suffering and describe the victim as a "trophy" of their murderous games. The imagery of blood on the blade and the perpetrator's control over their actions reinforces the idea that they take a sick pleasure in the act of killing.


The final stanza sums up the twisted and disturbed mindset of the killer. The lyrics suggest that they are completely consumed by their dark desires and that their thoughts and actions are fueled by the thrill of causing harm. The final lines describe how the killer is stained by the lives that they have taken, highlighting the permanent destructive impact of their actions.


Line by Line Meaning

One existence to achieve the goals my soul demands
The singer has goals that their soul demands and they have only one life to achieve them.


The carnage sick and twisted, death is at hand
The singer is about to cause carnage and twisted death.


Tragedy strikes, in a matter of seconds another taken life
The singer has killed someone and it was a tragedy that only took seconds.


Feeding on fear, no given reason nothing is clear
The artist enjoys causing fear but there is no reason for it and everything is unclear.


Nightmares now real, embrace the final months, Pleasure so real
The artist is living in a nightmare and finds pleasure in it because it feels so real.


Lunacy reigns, the victim, a trophy of These murderous games
The singer is insane and the victim is just a trophy in their murderous game.


Disposal? No need, for all others a calling card to see
The singer leaves behind a calling card for others to find, there is no need to dispose of the body.


A mind deranged, no one plans on losing their life this way
The artist is mentally ill and no one plans on dying like this.


Blood on my blade, stained by the lives, From my trucidations
The artist has killed before and there is blood on their blade from their previous killings.


The power that instills, dissipation of the kill, Flowing through my veins, the controlling of my ways
The artist is addicted to the power they feel after killing and it controls their actions.


Adrenaline flows, lurking in the night until my choice draws close, under Restraint, now in my grasp there is no escape
The singer waits until they are overcome with adrenaline before stalking their victim. Now that they have them, there is no escape.


Slicing the throat, to stop the screams on their blood they will choke, To victimize, death rattle marks the ending of this life
The artist kills their victim by slicing their throat to stop the screams. The sound of the victim's death rattle marks the end of their life.


Blood in my veins, I am controlled by these trucidations
The singer's blood is controlled by their urge to kill.




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