Ungirthed
Purity Ring Lyrics


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The scent of my hands is familiar
To fosterly men in their coats
Who guide with their spirits from fire, fire, fire, fire
Who speak with some tenderly
Who speak with some tenderly coax
The tinge of my eyes was familiar
To fosterly men in their coats
Who get close, close, close to their closetly homes
And illuminate the worlds of the ghosts

Ears ring and teeth click and
Ears ring and teeth click and
Ears, ears, ears ring and teeth click and
Ears ring and teeth click and
Ears ring and teeth click and
Ears ring and teeth click and ears, ears ring

The air is familiar the sound is not still
Dead voices cover their moats
They fill their cloth totes with rustles of the earth
And the cry of detritioning bones

The dust off my knuckles familiar
To culminated piles, to culminated piles of bones
That shift when the earth quakes and trembles, trembles
And quarries men up to their, and quarries men up to their thrones
The scent of my skin is familiar
To fosterly men in their coats
Who guide with their spirits from fire, fire, fire, fire
Who speak with some tenderly
Who speak with some tenderly coax

The air is familiar, the sound is not still
Dead voices cover their moats
They fill their cloth totes with rustles of the earth
And the ladies that they have ungirthed

Ears ring and teeth click and
Ears ring and teeth click and




Ears ring and teeth click and
Ears ring and teeth click and ears, ears ring

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of Purity Ring's song Ungirthed are haunting and poetic, leaving much room for interpretation. The song seems to be about the fragility of life and the inevitability of death. The opening lines suggest that the singer is familiar with death and the men who guide spirits towards the afterlife. The scent of their hands and the tinge of their eyes evoke a sense of familiarity, indicating that the singer has encountered them before.


The song's eerie melody and the recurring line "Ears ring and teeth click" add to the ominous atmosphere. The dead voices, culminated piles of bones, and the rustles of the earth in the singer's tote suggest that they have a close relationship with death. The line "The air is familiar, the sound is not still," conveys the idea that death may be constant, yet ever-changing.


The chorus seems to be a rhythmic representation of the singer's perception of death. The repetition of "Ears ring and teeth click" creates a feeling of unease, invoking the sounds of ringing bells and chattering teeth that are often associated with funerals.


Overall, the song's lyrics are open to interpretation. Still, the reoccurring theme of death and decay suggests that the song presents a poetic interpretation of the end of life.


Line by Line Meaning

The scent of my hands is familiar
This person's hands have a particular scent that certain men in coats recognize.


To fosterly men in their coats
These men wear coats and have taken care of the person in the past.


Who guide with their spirits from fire, fire, fire, fire
These men provide guidance and protection that feels warm and comforting.


Who speak with some tenderly
These men speak with kindness and softness when talking to the person.


Who speak with some tenderly coax
These men are known for being persuasive and convincing in a gentle way.


The tinge of my eyes was familiar
The color of this person's eyes is recognizable to the same men in coats.


Who get close, close, close to their closetly homes
These men are very protective and make sure to stay close to their own homes.


And illuminate the worlds of the ghosts
These men bring light and comfort to those who have passed away.


Ears ring and teeth click and
This person is experiencing a physical response of ringing ears and chattering teeth.


The air is familiar the sound is not still
The air feels familiar, but the sounds around the person are not calming or peaceful.


Dead voices cover their moats
The voices of the deceased fill the air and create an eerie feeling.


They fill their cloth totes with rustles of the earth
The dead are carrying around material items that remind them of life on earth.


And the cry of detritioning bones
The sound of bones decaying can be heard among the dead voices and rustling of items.


The dust off my knuckles familiar
The person's knuckles are covered in dust that is recognizable to piles of bones that have accumulated over time.


To culminated piles, to culminated piles of bones
These piles of bones have come together and grown over time.


That shift when the earth quakes and trembles, trembles
These piles of bones shift and move during earthquakes, causing tremors and shaking.


And quarries men up to their, and quarries men up to their thrones
The shaking from the earthquakes causes men to rise up from their graves to a higher position, as if they were royalty.


The scent of my skin is familiar
Similar to the scent of the person's hands, their skin also has a recognizable scent to the men in coats.


They fill their cloth totes with rustles of the earth
The dead are carrying around material items that remind them of life on earth.


And the ladies that they have ungirthed
The dead are carrying around remnants of women they have undressed or 'ungirthed.'


Ears ring and teeth click and
This physical response of ringing ears and chattering teeth continues and persists throughout the song.




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Written by: Corin Roddick, Megan James

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@jadieaxa7601

Lyrics:
The scent of my hands is familiar
To fosterly men in their coats
Who guard not their spirits from fire
Who speak with some tenderly
Who speak with some tenderly coax

The tinge of my eyes is familiar
To fosterly men in their coats
Who fiend close to their closetly homes
And ruminate the walls up with ghosts

Ears ring and teeth click
And ears ring and teeth click
And ears, ears
Ears ring and teeth click
And ears ring and teeth click
And ears ring and teeth click
And ears ring and teeth click
Ears, ears ring

The air is familiar, the sound is not still
Dead voices cover their moats
They fill the cloth totes with
The rustles of earth
And the crying detritioning bones

The dust of my knuckles familiar
To culminated piles
To culminated piles of bones
That shift when the earth quakes and trembles, trembles
And quarries men up to their
And quarries men up to their thrones

The scent of my skin is familiar
To fosterly men in their coats
Who guard not their spirits from fire
Who speak with some tenderly
Who speak with some tenderly coax

The air is familiar, the sound is not still
Dead voices cover their moats
They fill the cloth totes with
The rustles of earth
And the ladies that they have ungirthed

Ears ring and teeth click
And ears ring and teeth click
And ears ring and teeth click
And ears ring and teeth click
And ears, ears ring



All comments from YouTube:

@TreWeltm

Just searched through 2 years of Youtube history trying to find this song. Worth it.

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that's an amazing beard you have there.

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Can I pet your beard?

@SackTheBaggins

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@gbmp419

Yeah, me too

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@joedoherty1062

This song makes me forget my love problems and makes me feel in tune with myself. This song makes me feel like I'm so much stronger

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Itristan may have been a ruthless griefer, but you must admit, he has good taste in music

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I totally agree with you. And poor popbob.

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Facts

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