Way To Wicked
Mortiis Lyrics


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I killed my muse yesterday or was it yesteryear?
And I built you the great machine to amplify my fear
Would it matter to you if I say nothing as I walk away?

Did you know you're a soul predator?
So fucked by the great machine
The perfect instigator
Redeem redeem redeem!!!

I can see you down below
I can see what you really are
I can see the one who stole my soul
You're nothing just another scar

False though I may be
I tried so hard so long
Now it's time for me
How could I be

In this ugly light of truth
My slumber finally came undone
The devil is inside of you
None of this was ever true

(What if) I could open up to you
Like a big black stinking hole
With sixteen thousand screaming demons
Tearing at your soul
(But you wouldn't care)
I want to see you knee deep in the shit you pulled me through
I want to make believe I'm dead so you can feel it too

My muse is a dead soul
My muse is so cold
My muse has a heart of stone
My muse is dead and gone
My muse has the voice of God
My muse is a beautiful fraud

False tough I may be I tried so hard and now its time for me
Help me up so you can bring me down how could I be so wrong?
Help me up so you can bring me down to hell where I belong

Your abscence makes me way too wicked




Your prescence makes you way too wicked
We're just way too damaged inside

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Mortiis's song "Way Too Wicked" portray a relationship that has become toxic and destructive. The singer has killed their muse, which can be interpreted as a metaphor for losing inspiration or creativity. They have instead turned to a "great machine" that amplifies their fear, suggesting that they have become consumed by negative emotions. The singer questions whether it would make a difference if they said nothing as they walk away from the toxic relationship, highlighting a sense of resignation and defeat.


The chorus suggests that the other person in the relationship is a "soul predator" who is "fucked by the great machine," implying that they are also consumed by negativity and darkness. The phrase "redeem, redeem, redeem!!!" may be seen as a desperate plea for salvation or a call to action. The singer can see through the facade of the other person and recognizes that they have "stole [their] soul."


As the song progresses, the singer realizes that they have been living a lie and that the devil is inside the other person. They express a desire to make the other person suffer in the way that they have suffered. The muse is described as a "dead soul" with a "heart of stone" and a "voice of God," suggesting that they may have held too much power over the singer. The final lines of the song express a sense of being damaged and way too wicked, indicating that the relationship has taken a significant toll on both parties.


Line by Line Meaning

I killed my muse yesterday or was it yesteryear?
I am unsure of when I killed my inspiration


And I built you the great machine to amplify my fear
I created a tool to enhance my terror and anxieties


Would it matter to you if I say nothing as I walk away?
Is it relevant to you if I leave without explanation?


Did you know you're a soul predator?
Are you aware of how you consume others' spirits?


So fucked by the great machine
Ravaged by the tool I created


The perfect instigator
Flawless at provoking chaos and torment


Redeem redeem redeem!!!
Make amends, beg for forgiveness, change your ways


I can see you down below
I can perceive your malevolence


I can see what you really are
I can discern your true nature


I can see the one who stole my soul
I can identify the person who took my essence


You're nothing just another scar
You are simply another wound, a mark of pain


False though I may be
Even though I maybe lying


I tried so hard so long
I made a sincere effort for an extended time


Now it's time for me
It is now my turn


How could I be
How could I have been so naive


In this ugly light of truth
Through this unpleasant revelation


My slumber finally came undone
My rest has been disrupted


The devil is inside of you
You are a vessel for evil


None of this was ever true
Nothing in the past was ever genuine


I could open up to you
I wish I could be transparent with you


Like a big black stinking hole
Like a vast, dark abyss


With sixteen thousand screaming demons
With an overwhelming amount of inner demons


Tearing at your soul
Ripping apart your being


But you wouldn't care
But you would not be concerned


I want to see you knee-deep in the shit you pulled me through
I desire to witness you suffer the same anguish you inflicted on me


I want to make believe I'm dead so you can feel it too
I want to pretend to be deceased so that you can comprehend my pain


My muse is a dead soul
My source of inspiration is lifeless


My muse is so cold
My inspiration is frigid


My muse has a heart of stone
My muse is unfeeling and unsympathetic


My muse is dead and gone
My inspiration is gone forever


My muse has the voice of God
My inspiration speaks with divine power


My muse is a beautiful fraud
My muse appears alluring but is truly deceitful


Help me up so you can bring me down
Assist me only to weaken me later


To hell where I belong
To the place of my deserving - a place of suffering


Your absence makes me way too wicked
Your lack of presence results in a heightened level of malevolence in me


Your presence makes you way too wicked
Your existence enhances your evil nature


We're just way too damaged inside
We are both severely wounded at our cores




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I think "The Grudge" is one of his best albums....

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