Cupid Carries a Gun
Marilyn Manson Lyrics


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Pound me the witch drums, the witch drums
Pound me the witch drums
Pound me the witch drums, the witch drums
Better pray for hell, not hallelujah

I'm a coat of fists, dead and heartened spiders
Like two mangled crowns or the widest of the meanest coiled snakes
Folks said I look like death
Lived in the hotel of my eyes
Lives wide open like a whore
Painted in spit from the earth between her thighs

Keep your halos tight
I'm your god or your guardian
Keep your halo tight
One hand on the trigger, the other hand in mine
Because now, cupid carries a gun
Now, now, cupid, cupid carries a gun

Pound me the witch drums, the witch drums
Pound me the witch drums
Pound me the witch drums, the witch drums
Better pray for hell, not hallelujah

She had those crow black eyes
Starless but she fucks like a comet
Laid as still as a bible
And it felt like revelations when I looked inside

Keep your halos tight
I'm your god or your guardian
Keep your halo tight
One hand on the trigger, the other hand in mine

Keep your halos tight
I'm your god or your guardian
Keep your halo tight
One hand on the trigger, the other hand in mine

Because now, cupid, carries a gun
Now, now, cupid, cupid carries a gun

Pound me the witch drums, the witch drums
Better pray for hell, not hallelujah

Pound me the witch drums, the witch drums
Better pray for hell, not hallelujah

Pound me the witch drums, the witch drums
Better pray for hell, not hallelujah





Pound me the witch drums, the witch drums
Pound me the witch drums

Overall Meaning

The song "Cupid Carries a Gun" by Marilyn Manson from his album The Pale Emperor is a dark and intense song that explores themes of power, control, and sexuality. The first verse opens with the repetitive repetition of "Pound me the witch drums" which creates a tribal and ritualistic feeling. The lyrics suggest that the singer is not a saint and is more like a coat of fists, dead and heartless spiders. This use of metaphors implies that the singer is not to be messed with as he is dangerous and venomous, like the meanest coiled snakes.


The chorus, "Keep your halos tight, I'm your god or your guardian, one hand on the trigger, the other hand in mine," suggests that the singer has a level of control over those he is speaking to. He's either their god or protector, but also has the potential to do harm, hence the reference to one hand on the trigger.


The bridge of the song mentions the titular character, Cupid, who is described as carrying a gun. This metaphorical use of Cupid indicates a transformation from a symbol of love to a more dangerous and aggressive deity. The final repetition of "Pound me the witch drums, better pray for hell not hallelujah" reinforces the dark and ominous energy throughout the song.


Line by Line Meaning

Pound me the witch drums, the witch drums
Repeat pounding the drums associated with witchcraft as a way of invoking supernatural powers


Pound me the witch drums
Continue to pound the drums with fervor as a way of seeking forces not of this world


Pound me the witch drums, the witch drums
Repeat the desire for spiritual intervention through the drums


Better pray for hell, not hallelujah
It's more appropriate to hope for the darker forces to intervene rather than divine assistance


I'm a coat of fists, dead and heartened spiders
I'm covered in fists, symbols of aggression and hostility, with dead and hardened spiders — representing a sense of detachment and apathy


Like two mangled crowns or the widest of the meanest coiled snakes
My persona is fierce and twisted, like the crowns of royalty that have been deformed in battle, or a venomous snake


Folks said I look like death
Others perceive me as an embodiment of death, perhaps due to my pale and sickly appearance


Lived in the hotel of my eyes
I exist within my own mind, where my eyes are the windows of my soul, and where everything around me appears as if in a hotel


Lives wide open like a whore
My mind is unguarded and exposed, akin to a prostitute who is open and vulnerable to the desires of others


Painted in spit from the earth between her thighs
My mind is tainted with base desires — like the spit between the legs of a prostitute — from the seedy aspects of the world around me


Keep your halos tight
Remain pure and good, and keep your halo on tightly


I'm your god or your guardian
I can either protect or control you, with influence over your life


One hand on the trigger, the other hand in mine
I am both powerful and dangerous, with violence always close at hand


Because now, cupid carries a gun
Even the mythical god of love, cupid, is now violent and has become armed with a weapon


She had those crow black eyes
The woman had eyes so black they resembled those of a crow, evoking a sense of darkness and danger


Starless but she fucks like a comet
The woman has an intense sexual magnetism, as strong as a comet, which burns without the conventional brightness of a star


Laid as still as a bible
She was quiet and motionless as a holy book, evoking a religious sense of calm


And it felt like revelations when I looked inside
When I experienced her sexuality, it felt like a revelation or a sudden realization of spiritual truth about myself or the world around me




Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: MARILYN MANSON, TYLER BATES

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Most interesting comments from YouTube:

@henriqueramos3197

"Cupid Carries A Gun"

Pound me the witch drums
The witch drums
Pound me the witch drums

Pound me the witch drums
The witch drums
Better pray for hell, not hallelujah

I'm a coat of fists
Dead and hardened spiders
Like two mangled crowns
Or the widest of the meanest coiled snakes

Folks said I
Look like death
Lived in the hotel of my eyes
Lives wide open like a whore
Painted in spit from the earth between her thighs

Keep your halos tight,
I'm your God or your guardian
Keep your halo tight
One hand on the trigger, the other hand in mine

Because now
Cupid carries a gun
Now, now
Cupid, Cupid carries a gun

Pound me the witch drums
The witch drums
Pound me the witch drums

Pound me the witch drums
The witch drums
Better pray for hell, not hallelujah

She had those crow black eyes
Starless, but she fucks
Like a comet
Laid as still as a Bible
And it felt like Revelations when I looked inside

Keep your halos tight,
I'm your God or your guardian
Keep your halo tight
One hand on the trigger, the other hand in mine

Keep your halos tight,
I'm your God or your guardian
Keep your halo tight
One hand on the trigger, the other hand in mine

Because now
Cupid carries a gun
Now, now
Cupid, Cupid carries a gun

Pound me the witch drums
The witch drums

Better pray for hell, not hallelujah
Better pray for hell, not hallelujah
Better pray for hell, not hallelujah

Pound me the witch drums



@BloggingWitches

Pound me the witch drums
The witch drums
Pound me the witch drums

Pound me the witch drums
The witch drums
Better pray for hell, not hallelujah

I'm a coat of fists
Dead and hardened spiders
Like two mangled crowns
Or the widest of the meanest coiled snakes

Folks said I
Look like death
Lived in the hotel of my eyes
Lives wide open like a whore
Painted in spit from the earth between her thighs

Keep your halos tight,
I'm your God or your guardian
Keep your halo tight
One hand on the trigger, the other hand in mine

Because now
Cupid carries a gun
Now, now
Cupid, Cupid carries a gun

Pound me the witch drums
The witch drums
Pound me the witch drums

Pound me the witch drums
The witch drums
Better pray for hell, not hallelujah

She had those crow black eyes
Starless, but she fucks
Like a comet
Laid as still as a Bible
And it felt like Revelations when I looked inside

Keep your halos tight,
I'm your God or your guardian
Keep your halo tight
One hand on the trigger, the other hand in mine

Keep your halos tight,
I'm your God or your guardian
Keep your halo tight
One hand on the trigger, the other hand in mine

Because now
Cupid carries a gun
Now, now
Cupid, Cupid carries a gun

Pound me the witch drums
The witch drums

Better pray for hell, not hallelujah
Better pray for hell, not hallelujah
Better pray for hell, not hallelujah

Pound me the witch drums



All comments from YouTube:

@mr.maskmaker6609

People bitching about the video its about the song not the video the video is just something to look at while you're enjoying the song so stop bitching 

@carouselcarnage9231

couldn't agree any fucken more

@eldritchm5192

When something says "OFFICIAL MUSIC VIDEO" and the video is a very well done placeholder loop I think it's expected that people will get confused. Obviously the person administrating the youtube channel made a mistake and you're mad at people for noticing it. I don't understand why you're so mad, just enjoy the music and stop acting offended that people care.

@mr.maskmaker6609

Eldritch M I'm not mad or offended. why does everyone on youtube think if you disagree with someone that you are super mad and raging 

@eldritchm5192

Mr.Mask Maker It's the tone you take. That you describe their words as "bitching," at the start and end by telling them to stop their bitching. They have a valid complaint, it's funny, it's unique, it's not a normal music video. But you can't let them just talk about it, you have to call them out. Why? If you're not driven by at least some emotion, why bother trying to tell them to shut up? 

It just feels angry to me.

@mr.maskmaker6609

Eldritch M The Tone i'm using? really? the tone? any 'tone' you read my words in is in your own head so you're the one that's taking it as angry its not like i put it in CAPS so you are clearly the one with the problem 

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