Black House
Omnia Lyrics


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There's a place called the Black House
It's a place I go when my spirits are low
I can taste in the Black House
Forbidden fruit though it's evil I know

All the people in the Black House
I can see it in their eyes, there's no need to disguise
My thirst in the Black House
This whiskey is real and it makes me feel

Like heaven in the Black House
All the women are angels, all the guys are swell
And the music in the Black House
Oh it soothes my soul like a harp from hell

The boss of the Black House
He's a tall skinny guy in a long black cape
And he smiles on the Black House
With the skeletal grin of his white skull face

Raise my glass in the Black House
You can tell me that it's wrong
Too much whiskey, too much song
Kiss my ass, I'm in the Black House
This is where I belong




Give me whiskey, give me whiskey
All night long

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of the song "Black House" by Omnia describe a place the singer goes to when their spirits are low. This place is called the Black House and is where they indulge in the forbidden fruit, even though they know it's evil. In the Black House, the people are happy and open, with no need for disguises. The whiskey flows freely, and the singer feels like they're in heaven. The women are like angels, the men are swell, and the music soothes their soul like a harp from hell. The boss of the Black House is a tall, skinny man in a long black cape, with a skeletal grin of his white skull face. The song ends with the singer raising their glass and declaring that this is where they belong, in the Black House.


The Black House is a metaphor for a place where the singer goes to indulge in their vices, forgetting about their troubles and enjoying life without any inhibitions. It's a place where they can be themselves without worrying about what others think of them. Although they know it's wrong, they still indulge in the forbidden fruit because it makes them feel alive.


Overall, the song "Black House" by Omnia is a celebration of life, even if it means indulging in the darker aspects of it from time to time. It reminds us that we all have vices and that it's okay to indulge in them as long as we don't let them consume us.


Line by Line Meaning

There's a place called the Black House
Referring to a place known as the Black House


It's a place I go when my spirits are low
A place where the singer goes when feeling down or depressed


I can taste in the Black House
Being able to literally taste or feel the experience of being in the Black House


Forbidden fruit though it's evil I know
Despite knowing it is wrong, the singer can't resist the allure of the Black House


All the people in the Black House
Referring to the people present in the Black House


I can see it in their eyes, there's no need to disguise
All of the people present in the Black House are open and honest


My thirst in the Black House
The singer's desire for a certain experience can be satisfied in the Black House


This whiskey is real and it makes me feel
Whiskey is one of the things that the singer enjoys in the Black House


Like heaven in the Black House
The overall experience of the Black House is like paradise for the singer


All the women are angels, all the guys are swell
Everyone present is friendly and likeable


And the music in the Black House
The music played in the Black House is thoroughly enjoyed by the singer


Oh it soothes my soul like a harp from hell
Despite its dark nature, the music is therapeutic to the singer and brings peace to their soul


The boss of the Black House
Referring to the person in charge of the Black House


He's a tall skinny guy in a long black cape
Describing the Black House boss's physical appearance


And he smiles on the Black House
The boss is happy with the atmosphere of the Black House


With the skeletal grin of his white skull face
The boss has an eerie appearance with a skull-like grin


Raise my glass in the Black House
Lifting up a glass for a toast in the Black House


You can tell me that it's wrong
The singer is aware of the wrongness of their actions


Too much whiskey, too much song
Indulging in too much alcohol and music in the Black House


Kiss my ass, I'm in the Black House
The singer doesn't care about others' opinions regarding their attendance at the Black House


This is where I belong
The singer feels like the Black House is their true home


Give me whiskey, give me whiskey
Asking for more whiskey


All night long
The party in the Black House will go on all night




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FolkMetalProject

1:07 and the music in the black house, oh it soothes my soul like a harp from hell <3

Novocaine Girl

Give me whiskey all night long ♥

Nancy Scarbrough

Drinks are on you Babypoo!! 🍸🍹🍺🍷🍻🌌🗿✨🍷🎉🎆🍹🎶✌

Raven Moon

awesome

ShishigamiLP

delicious whiskey, cheers!

Ananasexpressler

There's a place... called the greenhouse. ^^

Nancy Scarbrough

LOVE YOUR COMMENT!! CLASSIC! LOL!

Michal Tomala

Cool

hoodie the killer

how I feel yup.

Matthew O'Cooner

cool

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