Poema Arcanvs was brought to life in 1992 in Santiago, Chile. They strived … Read Full Bio ↴Poema Arcanvs was brought to life in 1992 in Santiago, Chile. They strived hard for creating something new, and their goal has always been to reach behind the normal concept of neither doom or death metal. This resulted in 2 demotapes as well as a live cassette EP, before they finally in 1998 recorded their debut album «Arcane XIII» which was released the year after by the Chilean label Picoroco Records.
Since then the band has developed the strength of the band, both in composing material and in the stage of performance.
The band has also opened for alot of more known bands, including everything from Napalm Death to Moonspell, also playing a lot of concerts in their home country as headliners.

The Crawling Mirrors
Poema Arcanus Lyrics

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[Lyrics: Claudio Botarro / Music: Igor Leiva]

The grey southern ghosts...again
Announce me (falling in silence)...that
The Crawling mirrors
Are coming for us.

Blinded by / their shining skin

By their colours / We're trapped helplessly

Taking away all that we have
Taking away our joys and cries

Travelling through / the endless currents
(Drifting) our best / and sweetest memories

Watch the horizon when they are gone
Watch them burning by the sun

Sardonic movements of fate

And today I make this toast
I raise my glass, and drown... and drown all my pain.

Overall Meaning

The song "The Crawling Mirrors" by Poema Arcanus contains themes of loss, uncertainty, and despair. The opening lines introduce the "grey southern ghosts" who are announcing the arrival of the "crawling mirrors," symbolic of a looming threat that is closing in on the singer. The use of the word "falling" connotes a sense of helplessness and inevitability, as if the singer is powerless to stop what is coming.

The second stanza describes how the mirrors have entrapped the singer, rendering them unable to escape their clutches. The use of the word "shining" to describe the mirrors' skin draws attention to their deceptive nature, suggesting that what seems beautiful and alluring may actually be dangerous and harmful. The mirrors are taking away everything the singer has, including their joys and cries, leaving them with nothing but emptiness.

The bridge of the song takes on a more contemplative tone, as the singer reflects on the power of memory and its ability to sustain us through difficult times. However, even these memories are being threatened by the crawling mirrors, as they drift away on endless currents. In the final lines, the singer raises a glass and "drowns" their pain, suggesting that they have given up hope of escaping the mirrors' grasp.

Line by Line Meaning

The grey southern ghosts...again
The memories of past misfortunes haunt us once more, like ghosts from the southern hemisphere.

Announce me (falling in silence)...that
I feel a silent foreboding that something ominous is about to happen.

The Crawling mirrors
An ominous force is converging upon us, seeking to take away all that we hold dear.

Are coming for us.
Our enemies, represented by the 'crawling mirrors', are advancing towards us with cruel intentions.

Blinded by / their shining skin
We are entranced and distracted by their superficial, flashy appearances.

By their colours / We're trapped helplessly
Our captors have ensnared us with their bright, flashy colors, rendering us powerless to resist.

Taking away all that we have
Our enemies are bent on stripping us of everything that we hold near and dear.

Taking away our joys and cries
Even our deepest emotions and expressions of happiness are being robbed from us by our captors.

Travelling through / the endless currents
Our memories are being carried away by the strong, unending tides of our captor's influence.

(Drifting) our best / and sweetest memories
Our most cherished and treasured memories are being pulled away from us by our captors, regardless of their sentimental value.

Watch the horizon when they are gone
We should keep an eye on the horizon, and be vigilant for when our captors inevitably depart.

Watch them burning by the sun
Our enemies, whom we so detest, will be consumed by the very force that gave them their power.

Sardonic movements of fate
Our situation is bleak and ironical, as though fate is mocking us in a cruel and twisted way.

And today I make this toast
Despite everything, I choose to raise a glass and celebrate this moment.

I raise my glass, and drown... and drown all my pain.
I am choosing to find solace in drinking and forgetting my sorrows, even for a brief moment.

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