Dead Inside
Ophis Lyrics


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Dead inside
My decomposing mind
Where nothing lives or thrives
Internal abscence of life

Why did you hurt me
And why did you hurt me again
Why is it still there
And why is it burning within

Dead inside
My emotions petrified
Where Spes and Amor die
And passion′s sterilized

Awaiting the blow
The burst of a trigger inside
But the sound is just hollow
Because the embers have died

When lungs are breathing
And tongues are speaking
When hearts are beating
And blood is leaking
That doesn't mean a thing

Dead inside
My emotions petrified
Where Spes and Amor die
And passion′s sterilized

Dead inside
My decomposing mind




Where nothing lives or thrives
Internal abscence of life

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Ophis's song Dead Inside convey the emotional pain and numbness one experiences after having been hurt repeatedly. The singer's mind is decomposing, and they feel nothing is thriving or living inside them. There is an internal absence of life, further emphasised by the metaphor of emotions being petrified, sterile and dying.


The singer is questioning why they were hurt again, and why the pain is still present and burning inside. They seem to be waiting for something to happen, perhaps even wishing for it, as they describe "The burst of a trigger inside." However, they realise that even if there was a sound or something happened, it would be hollow because they are already dead inside. The final stanza repeats the earlier one, driving home the point that the singer is stuck in this cycle of personal destruction.


Line by Line Meaning

Dead inside
My spirit is lifeless and hollow


My decomposing mind
My thoughts and feelings have withered away


Where nothing lives or thrives
There is a lack of vitality or vibrancy within me


Internal abscence of life
There is an absence of life force within me


Why did you hurt me
The pain inflicted upon me is unbearable and incomprehensible


And why did you hurt me again
The repeated hurt is overwhelming and exacerbating my pain


Why is it still there
The pain is persistent and refuses to go away


And why is it burning within
The intensity of the pain is intensifying and consuming me from inside


My emotions petrified
My feelings have turned to stone and lost their vitality


Where Spes and Amor die
Hope and love have perished and vanished


And passion′s sterilized
My passion has been neutered and eradicated


Awaiting the blow
Anticipating the emotional trauma and pain to come


The burst of a trigger inside
The release of my emotional burden through an outburst


But the sound is just hollow
The release is ineffective and unsatisfying


Because the embers have died
The spark of life within me has extinguished


When lungs are breathing
Even though my body is functioning, it does not equate to a fulfilling life


And tongues are speaking
Communication is pointless when emotions are absent


When hearts are beating
A beating heart is not an indication of a healthy mind and spirit


And blood is leaking
Physical pain and injury cannot compare to the emotional torment


That doesn't mean a thing
Physical health and vitality cannot substitute for inner peace and fulfillment




Writer(s): Ophis, Philipp Kruppa

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Aleksey Verhodanov

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rheumaptera hastata

Dead inside
My decomposing mind
Where nothing lives or thrives
Internal abscence of life

Why did you hurt me
And why did you hurt me again
Why is it still there
And why is it burning within

Dead inside
My emotions petrified
Where Spes and Amor die
And passion's sterilized

Awaiting the blow
The burst of a trigger inside
But the sound is just hollow
Because the embers have died

When lungs are breathing
And tongues are speaking
When hearts are beating
And blood is leaking
That doesn't mean a thing
Dead inside
My emotions petrified
Where Spes and Amor die
And passion's sterilized
Dead inside
My decomposing mind
Where nothing lives or thrives
Internal abscence of life

shadapakap

This is killer! \m/

Simeon Todorov

So good!

luis pacheco

always come back for more. Ophis is fucking good

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