Serial Killer Thriller
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This is the dirt that grows the misery that you suck upon
Oh come to bedlam you will find a fist to fuck upon
This soul is itchin' to receive the taste upon your spoon
My guilt will marry me and lies are gonna be my groom

*Oh silence I can hear you
Swinging slowly on the gentle rope
**Serial killer thriller
Sinsation
Serial killer thriller
Sinsation
Serial killer thriller
Sinsation
Serial killer thriller
Just for you

And from your bitter string I suck upon all your bitter lies
And wait with baited bitter breath upon your bridal knife
I cannot take this thing you force into my face again
I cannot hate this thing you force into my face again
A choir of flies rehearse their hymns upon my open eyes
Your devil crawls to me to give my somewhere I can hide





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Overall Meaning

In "Serial Killer Thriller" by PIG, the lead singer is delving into the mind of a serial killer. The introduction of the lyrics sets the tone of the song, with the line "This is the dirt that grows the misery that you suck upon." This can be interpreted as the killer's motives to kill, the pain and suffering that leads to their actions. The killer invites the listener, or their victim, to "come to bedlam" and find a "fist to fuck upon." This creates an atmosphere of violence and danger that is common in the mind of a serial killer.


The chorus of the song has a catchy repetitive hook, with the phrase "Serial Killer Thriller" repeated four times. This hook creates a sense of obsession and addiction, both for the killer and the listener. The next few lines of the chorus, "Sinsation," are a play on words. This is because the word "sin" and "sensation" could be interpreted as the same thing in this song. This creates another layer of the killer's twisted mindset.


The next verse continues with the idea of the killer's victim being force-fed lies and bitterness. They are waiting for the killer's knife, which could be interpreted as literal or metaphorical. The killer cannot "hate this thing" that they are doing and instead "learns to live with it." The final line of the bridge, "Your devil crawls to me to give me somewhere I can hide," is a reference to the killer's evil thoughts being a safe place to hide from reality.


Line by Line Meaning

This is the dirt that grows the misery that you suck upon
The singer is referring to the source of the misery in their life; it is something that their audience has been directly or indirectly contributing to.


Oh come to bedlam you will find a fist to fuck upon
The singer invites their audience to join them in a place of madness, where they're ready and willing to fight.


This soul is itchin' to receive the taste upon your spoon
The singer is eager for their audience to give them their next 'fix' of whatever misery or pain they've been inflicting on the singer.


My guilt will marry me and lies are gonna be my groom
The artist's negative feelings towards themselves and the lies they've been living under are overwhelming enough to become their 'partners' in life.


Oh silence I can hear you Swinging slowly on the gentle rope
The artist depicts silence as something volatile, hanging above their head like an executioner's noose.


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The chorus builds off of the dark, twisted themes introduced earlier. Being slain or destroyed by a 'serial killer' is a thrilling sensation that will be provided to the listener.


And from your bitter string I suck upon all your bitter lies And wait with baited bitter breath upon your bridal knife I cannot take this thing you force into my face again I cannot hate this thing you force into my face again
The singer describes their relationship with their audience as one where they're subjected to lies and pain, and yet they can't stop craving more of it; even if they know it's slowly killing them.


A choir of flies rehearse their hymns upon my open eyes Your devil crawls to me to give my somewhere I can hide
The artist describes their own condition as akin to a corpse, preyed on by insects, and yet they still find comfort in getting close to their tormentor.




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