Seven Days
Mind's Eye Lyrics


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I'm here to clear my conscience for a while
Let you know what kind of monster I am
Taking life, that is the only gift
Of which I have been blessed with
Always disguised, even your eyes they lie

I have carried on for centuries
Taking orders from the men of the light
Making sure I'm always paid enough
I'm greedy you know
11 bags of cash
Blood money barely touched

I shed a tear
I didn't know I had them
Last time I cried it was for fear
Those memories I thought I've long forgotten
Haunt me at night, like the howling winds outside
Killing is how I stay alive

Just like your lord created earth in seven days
That's what I have, no second more to mark my prey
I am the wolf and they are sheep, easy to tame
There's no crime
In praying for time
Seven Days

A mission to detain democracy
In a land where a red rose makes the rules
I hope this other half enjoyed the flick
At the cinema show
No guard in sight, the stairs, a freedom path

I shed a tear
I didn't know I had them
Last time I cried it was for fear
Those memories I thought I've long forgotten
Haunt me at night, like the howling winds outside
Killing is how I stay alive

Just like your lord created earth in seven days
That's what I have, no second more to mark my prey
I am the wolf and they are sheep, easy to tame
There's no crime
In praying for time
Seven Days

One shot's enough for a red rose to wither

(Spoken:)
How straight is your spine after I'm done

Let the angels cry and carry you home
Sleep like a stone, your time here is done

In time I will dance on your grave
In time I will dance

Condemn me
I'm guilty
Candles blow out when you're near

Just like your lord created earth in seven days
That's what I have, no second more to mark my prey
I am the wolf and they are sheep, easy to tame
There's no crime
In praying for time
Seven Days

I know you




Despise you
But I need your help

Overall Meaning

The song "Seven Days" by Mind's Eye is a haunting portrayal of a killer's inner turmoil. The singer confesses to the listener, letting them know that they are a monster who takes life, but that killing is also the only gift they have been given. The killer has been doing this for centuries, taking orders from higher powers and always ensuring that they are paid well for their services. The realisation of their actions brings on tears as memories of fear and guilt start to resurface. The killer likens themselves to a wolf, easy to tame, while their victims are sheep. The killer prays for time, hoping to continue living and killing for at least seven more days.


The lyrics are cryptic and introspective, leaving underlying messages that may be interpreted in different contexts. One possible interpretation of the lyrics is that they are telling the story of hired assassin who has been in the game for far too long, who has to kill more to survive. They might have begun by believing that they were doing the right thing or that they had no other option but to kill. Regardless, it is a path that they cannot step away from, and their conduct haunts them, leading to their aim to clear their conscience. "Seven Days" highlights the psychological struggles of such individuals and their inability to escape the trap they have set for themselves.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm here to clear my conscience for a while
I want to confess to you and make amends for my actions for a short period of time


Let you know what kind of monster I am
I want you to understand the type of evil person I am


Taking life, that is the only gift
The ability to kill is the only thing I have received as a gift


Of which I have been blessed with
I consider killing as something positive that has been given to me


Always disguised, even your eyes they lie
I am always hiding my true nature, and even those closest to me cannot see the truth


I have carried on for centuries
I have lived for an extended period of time, continuing to take lives


Taking orders from the men of the light
I follow the commands of powerful individuals


Making sure I'm always paid enough
I always make sure I get the payment I deserve for the killings I do


I'm greedy you know
I admit that I am selfish and desire more than what is necessary


11 bags of cash
I have received a large amount of money for my crimes


Blood money barely touched
The money I receive is tainted with the blood of my victims


I shed a tear
I cried, something unexpected for me


I didn't know I had them
I was not aware I was capable of showing emotions


Last time I cried it was for fear
The last time I cried was because I was afraid


Those memories I thought I've long forgotten
I thought I had forgotten these thoughts and emotions


Haunt me at night, like the howling winds outside
The memory of my past actions torments me and that pain is uncontrollable


Killing is how I stay alive
I need to kill others to continue living


Just like your lord created earth in seven days
I will take seven days to carry out my mission


That's what I have, no second more to mark my prey
I must complete my task in the given seven days without any extra time


I am the wolf and they are sheep, easy to tame
I am in control and my victims are no match for me


There's no crime
What I am doing feels justified to me


In praying for time
All I can do is hope for enough time to accomplish my goals


Seven Days
That is the amount of time I have to complete my mission


A mission to detain democracy
I am attempting to stop democracy from happening in a particular place


In a land where a red rose makes the rules
I am operating in a place where a symbolic object has complete power


I hope this other half enjoyed the flick
I hope the other person I am speaking to is entertained by what I am disclosing and understand the significance of what I am saying


At the cinema show
This location of conversation is similar to attending a theater


No guard in sight, the stairs, a freedom path
I have been fortunate in not being caught, and the stairs represent my means of escape


One shot's enough for a red rose to wither
To stop democracy in its tracks, someone of power must be eliminated


How straight is your spine after I'm done
You will lose your power and pride once I am finished with you


Let the angels cry and carry you home
May you find peace in the afterlife


Sleep like a stone, your time here is done
You are gone and can rest now


In time I will dance on your grave
I will celebrate your demise


Condemn me
I acknowledge the reality of what I have done and am open to punishment


I'm guilty
I admit to my crimes


Candles blow out when you're near
Your presence causes discomfort and pain


I know you
I am aware of your identity


Despise you
I do not like you, and likely have a personal vendetta against you


But I need your help
Despite our personal issues, I require your assistance in some way




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