White Noise
Murder By Death Lyrics

Meet me in the valley
The singer is inviting someone to meet them in a certain place.

See me pass on the street
The person will also see the singer walk past them in the street.

You'll find me in the garden
The singer is likely to be found in a garden.

Trampled flowers 'neath my feet
The artist has stepped on some flowers in the garden, crushing them.

The oceans'll seethe
The oceans will boil, creating a violent and unstable environment.

And have no reprieve
The oceans will have no relief from this turmoil.

For the weak
Those who are vulnerable will suffer in this situation.

And the damned
Even those who are considered evil will be affected by this.

The creatures of the sea
Animals living in the ocean will be impacted.

Will make homes
These animals will use the remains of others to create a new home for themselves.

Of the bones
These homes will be made from the bones of creatures who have died.

That drift endlessly
The remains will continue to move throughout the ocean.

Meet me in the valley
The singer is repeating their earlier invitation to meet them in the valley.

See me pass on the street
The person will once again see the singer on the street.

You'll find me in the garden
The same garden from earlier is referenced again.

Trampled flowers 'neath my feet
The artist has again stepped on and flattened flowers in the garden.

The mountains sink into the earth
The mountains, which are usually stable, are crumbling and moving downward.

And amidst the crumbling dirt
During this process, dirt and debris is scattered everywhere.

The stragglers clutch their young
The few remaining individuals are desperately holding onto their loved ones.

As if there's something to be done
Despite their efforts, there is nothing anyone can do to stop this eventuality.

Or will it be just
The artist is questioning whether anything significant will happen.

Just this
Maybe everything will just end up being inconsequential.

Just
This word is repeated again to emphasize the idea.

White noise, white light in the deep
This line is possibly referring to the endless void of space and the emptiness that exists within it.

Will they record
The singer is questioning whether someone will document what is happening.

The descending of the hoarde
The singer is likely referring to the masses of living things as they head towards a deathly demise.

With a black box that contains
A reference to a recorder or storage device that can hold data.

The echoes, the shouts, the strains
This device would capture various sounds associated with the descent of the hoarde.

Of the last
The final moments and last sounds of those who are doomed.

Or will it be just
The singer is once again questioning whether anything significant will happen.

Just this
Again emphasizing the idea that there might not be anything of importance happening here.

Just
Another increased emphasis of the idea of nothingness.

White noise, white light in the deep
Yet another reference to the emptiness found in space and surrounding cosmos.

Meet me in the valley
The artist is inviting someone one more time to meet them in the valley.

See me pass on the street
The person will see the singer pass them on the street once again.

You'll find me in the garden
And of course the artist can still be found in the aforementioned garden.

Trampled flowers 'neath my feet
As expected the flowers in the garden have yet again been crushed beneath the singer's feet.

You've heard the stories of me
The singer is acknowledging the rumors and legends that people have heard about them.

You know what I can do
The singer is claiming that those rumors are true, and those who have heard them know what they are capable of.

I take the ember's of man's anger
The artist is suggesting that they use the anger in humans to ignite more extreme emotions and feelings.

And there's nothing I can't spin them into
The artist can manipulate these fiery emotions to such effective ends that they can create almost anything desired.

You hear me whisper to you
The singer is calling out to whomever will listen and hear their message.

I see you recognize my face
The singer has identified someone who understands their true identity and nature.

A familiar pulse
The artist exudes an energy or presence that others are familiar with and recognize as being common among their kind.

Calling out from the empty spaces
This phrase gives the impression of the artist calling out from unlikely or unexpected spaces.