Symphony for the Devil
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Bodyhammer Bodyhammer
Brain burn smoulder
Soft head hard shoulder
I've eaten dirt from the shakin' shiver boys
I hid the hurts and my yellow liver voice
The night stick beats the prayer and the poise
My skin flicks at the sound of my voice
Another pound "put it on the yoke"
While a miscarriage of justice is lost on the ropes
Bodyhammer I'm lost on the ropes
Bodyhammer I'm lost on the ropes
Bodyhammer I'm lost on the ropes
This is the eve of agony and ecstasy
This is the seed of terror times and tyranny my odyssey
I can do anything
This is the down of lunacy our legacy
This is the root of vacancy and bigotry
Bodyhammer
Bodyhammer
Bodyhammer
Bodyhammer
I can do anything
I can see everything
I can do anything
I can see everything
Bodyhammer
Bodyhammer
Bodyhammer
Bodyhammer
Give me the skin
Give me the trouble
Give me the skull
Give me the bottle
I can do anything
I can see everything
I can feel anything
See there before the strutting state again revealed
The oldest hate justifies and sanctifies its single aim to kill and maim
This is the eve of agony and ecstasy
This is the seed of terror times and tyranny my odyssey
This is the down of lunacy our legacy
This is the root of vacancy and bigotry
Bodyhammer
Bodyhammer
Bodyhammer
I can't think I can't feel
I can't see what the fuck is real
There's something burning in my skull
There's something burning on my skin
There's something burning in my skull
There's something burning on my skin
This is the prime of punishment
This is the time of pestilence
This is the ink inside my head
The crumb of crime from which I'm fed
There's something burning in my skull
There's something burning on my skin
This is the prime of punishment
This is the time of pestilence
This is the ink inside my head
The crumb of crime from which I'm fed
There's something burning in my skull
There's something burning on my skin




There's something burning in my skull
There's something burning on my skin

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to PIG's song "Symphony for the Devil" depict a nightmarish image of a person who has experienced trauma and is struggling with their own identity. The lines "Bodyhammer Bodyhammer, Brain burn smoulder" paint a vivid picture of the physical and mental pain this character is experiencing. The lyrics then go on to describe how this trauma has affected the person's behavior and self-perception. They have "eaten dirt from the shakin' shiver boys" and "hid the hurts and my yellow liver voice," implying a sense of shame and self-doubt. The repeated lines of "I can do anything" and "I can see everything" suggest a desperate need for control and power in the face of this trauma.


The chorus of "This is the eve of agony and ecstasy, This is the seed of terror times and tyranny my odyssey" further emphasizes the intense and confusing emotions this character is experiencing. The lyrics also touch on themes of social and political unrest, with lines like "The oldest hate justifies and sanctifies its single aim to kill and maim," and "This is the down of lunacy our legacy, This is the root of vacancy and bigotry."


Overall, the lyrics to "Symphony for the Devil" explore the complex and devastating effects of trauma on a person's psyche, as well as the larger societal issues surrounding violence and oppression.


Line by Line Meaning

Bodyhammer Bodyhammer Brain burn smoulder Soft head hard shoulder
The singer is experiencing intense physical and emotional pain, feeling helpless against the hard-hitting blows of their tormentors.


I've eaten dirt from the shakin' shiver boys I hid the hurts and my yellow liver voice The night stick beats the prayer and the poise My skin flicks at the sound of my voice
The singer has suffered at the hands of those in power, but has kept their pain hidden and silent. They are subjugated by fear and intimidation but find some solace in the music they create, as it reminds them of their own existence.


Another pound "put it on the yoke" While a miscarriage of justice is lost on the ropes Bodyhammer I'm lost on the ropes Bodyhammer I'm lost on the ropes Bodyhammer I'm lost on the ropes
The singer is being broken down, weighed down by the oppressive weight of systemic injustice. They are helpless, being taken to their limits.


This is the eve of agony and ecstasy This is the seed of terror times and tyranny my odyssey I can do anything This is the down of lunacy our legacy This is the root of vacancy and bigotry
The artist's journey is one of both pain and pleasure, fueled by the hate and corruption they see in the world. They believe they are capable of anything but also fear the descent into madness and hate that they fear is their legacy.


Give me the skin Give me the trouble Give me the skull Give me the bottle I can do anything I can see everything I can feel anything
The artist craves the things that have caused them pain, knowing that those pains gave them the experiences that have shaped and defined them. They believe they have control over their own reality and are able to fully experience everything they encounter.


See there before the strutting state again revealed The oldest hate justifies and sanctifies its single aim to kill and maim This is the eve of agony and ecstasy This is the seed of terror times and tyranny my odyssey This is the down of lunacy our legacy This is the root of vacancy and bigotry
The singer sees the hate and violence inherent in those in power, who use it to justify their actions. They believe that they are living in a time of turmoil and struggle, that the world is on the brink of chaos, and that those in power are to blame.


I can't think I can't feel I can't see what the fuck is real There's something burning in my skull There's something burning on my skin There's something burning in my skull There's something burning on my skin
The singer is overwhelmed by their pain and the difficulties they face, unable to distinguish reality from illusion. They feel as though they are trapped in their own minds, with a fire that rages both inside and outside.


This is the prime of punishment This is the time of pestilence This is the ink inside my head The crumb of crime from which I'm fed There's something burning in my skull There's something burning on my skin This is the prime of punishment This is the time of pestilence This is the ink inside my head The crumb of crime from which I'm fed There's something burning in my skull There's something burning on my skin There's something burning in my skull There's something burning on my skin
The artist's pain and suffering has reached its climax, as they believe they are living in a time when people are being punished simply for existing. They feel as though they are caught in a cycle of oppression and struggle, unable to escape the mental and emotional torture they feel.




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