Aberrations
Outre Lyrics
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Bloodshot eyes, commination on my lips
Spell cast to the winds
Shall never resound in one's ears
None will bow before my will
By-product of cognitive defecation
Lone island on a sea of blurred faces
To oppose the enemy already inside
Exiled to the uttermost crowds
Raging wars against myself and everyone
Reigning over divine throne
Ruling the plagues of earth
And yet I find myself in a saddle
Galloping through steppes
Of faded promises
Battered limbs and razed temples
Intact with the fury that never was
At this point I wish there was an afterlife
A vision of eternal suffering pales when faced with reality
Wandering without a purpose
Not a threat but a sheer continuum
What a pleasure would that be
To swallow the dirt
Amongst the righteous
And the corrupt
What an optimistic prospect!
All are equal
No love, no morals, no hope!
Mortals! Your wine on my grave
And I shall feed myself with dust
Forever!
The song "Aberrations" by Outre is a dark and introspective look at the internal struggles of a person who has been exiled from their community. The song begins with the singer on a hill, with bloodshot eyes and a curse on their lips. They cast a spell into the wind, but know that it will never be heard. The singer feels isolated and alone, surrounded by a sea of blurred faces. They feel like they are building walls of dust to protect themselves from an internal enemy.
The second verse talks about the singer's internal struggle. They are at war with themselves and everyone around them. They feel like they are reigning over divine power, ruling over the plagues of the earth. Despite their power, they find themselves in a saddle galloping through a land of faded promises, battered limbs, and razed temples. They feel like they have been dealt a terrible hand in life.
Towards the end of the song, the singer laments their existence. They wish there was an afterlife where they could experience eternal suffering because wandering through life without purpose is worse. They look forward to a time when they can swallow the dirt and be amongst the righteous and the corrupt. The singer sees no love, no morals, and no hope in this mortal world and would rather feed on dust forever.
Line by Line Meaning
I find myself upon a hill
I am currently in a situation where I am standing atop a hill.
Bloodshot eyes, commination on my lips
My eyes are bloodshot, and I am speaking curses.
Spell cast to the winds
I've cast a spell, and it has been released into the air.
Shall never resound in one's ears
But it will never reach anyone's ears.
None will bow before my will
Nobody will submit to my desires.
By-product of cognitive defecation
My thoughts are a byproduct of mental waste.
Lone island on a sea of blurred faces
I feel alone and disconnected in a sea of unrecognizable faces.
Building walls of dust
I am trying to protect myself from an enemy, but my tactics are futile.
To oppose the enemy already inside
My enemy is already inside me, and I am fighting against it.
Exiled to the uttermost crowds
I am an outcast among the masses.
Raging wars against myself and everyone
I am in constant conflict with myself and others around me.
Reigning over divine throne
I am in a position of power and control.
Ruling the plagues of earth
I have control over the disasters that occur on earth.
And yet I find myself in a saddle
Despite everything, I find myself on the back of a horse.
Galloping through steppes
I am riding through vast expanses of land and wilderness.
Of faded promises
Empty promises that have not been fulfilled.
Battered limbs and razed temples
My body is broken, and my places of worship have been destroyed.
Intact with the fury that never was
Despite everything, I feel a sense of anger that has always been present.
At this point I wish there was an afterlife
I am now at a point where I long for an afterlife.
A vision of eternal suffering pales when faced with reality
The idea of never-ending pain seems less terrible than what I'm currently experiencing.
Wandering without a purpose
I am aimlessly moving forward without direction.
Not a threat but a sheer continuum
I am not a threat to anyone; I am just going through the motions of life.
What a pleasure would that be
It would be a pleasure...
To swallow the dirt
...if I could bury my face in the earth.
Amongst the righteous
...and be surrounded by the good and pure.
And the corrupt
...as well as the corrupt.
What an optimistic prospect!
This is my optimistic outlook!
All are equal
...because, in the end, we are all the same.
No love, no morals, no hope!
There is no love, no morality, and no hope.
Mortals! Your wine on my grave
When I die, I want you to pour wine on my grave.
And I shall feed myself with dust
I will consume the earth itself.
Forever!
And I will continue to do so forever.
Writer(s): Damian Igielski, Mateusz Zborowski
Contributed by Matthew A. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Louis Parrod
Excellent , et chanté en français en + , génial ....... vive Outre Tombe !!!!
Jork Red
Just what I've been looking for, something brutal in my native tongue.
Jork Red
@Metal Anthology I'm really liking it so far. So brutal!
Metal Anthology
The whole album will certainly please you, the lyrics are awesome and its raw/brutal ;)
Metal Turtle
Classique Instant!
Metal Anthology
The entire album is already a classic!
Mangod
Killer!