Skarlet Industries
Sabachthani Lyrics


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This will be my storm to defeat
You will dance in black snow and misery

To the sound of carnivals
I wash the rust away from you
And with your golden skin
You steal all the glow from the sun
What world lies beyond the smoke
As the dust settles on our clothes
They slid their envelopes
Neath our door just to see me twitch

Wake up, my hands are tied to a girl and her corroded soul
By god I think I know her, by smile, by name
She lays puzzles with a broken mirror. Makes a picture of a factory
I try to slit my throat with my pillow to feel what she feels

I try to touch myself... I can still hear, I can still smell their passion
What numbness pass through my veins, no lust, no shame...
They used to be so brave... Do you recall, do you remember anything?
We played a bold messiah... Do you believe, do you pretend to be anything?

All my life I have seen your face
And the end is always near, here with you

I saw you lose your ground in a marvelous black and white
On the tiles I write you down like a scar painted hologram
This room will pass you by as you hang yourself in the draft
With your needle halfway in, what else will you take from me?

Wake up, your hands are tied, and the wars that you fought forgotten
And the beauty of the slaughter escapes you, your mind is tried
They whisper in the voice of your blood, of the day when you will save them all
See me leaning on the windowpane to feel what you feel

Come make my soul as your soul, be the machine, be the cruel fight for beauty
What numbness pass through your veins, all lust, no name...
We are the wildest of them, you cannot die, I cannot see you dancing
We've lived our lives in anguish, I cannot move, you cannot flee this horrid place...

I paint myself a mouth with which to kiss you
Your abstinense! no city shall ever burn here
You cant sear me, I play with the cold horizon
And please myself and watch you when you are sleeping
A child once wept at the sight of your milkwhite body

You will return to me from the hallway and from the dream
Why are you afraid my love? This is the grave you have dug for yourself




I watch you melt away while you die in your masquerade
This world will pass you by to a song trailing down from above...

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Sabachthani's song Skarlet Industries depict a storm that the singer must overcome while they watch others suffer in black snow and misery. The sound of carnivals and the rust that the singer is trying to wash away from another person is symbolic of the twisted and corrupted world surrounding them. The golden skin stealing the glow from the sun suggests a person’s interior beauty is slowly fading while they become more self-absorbed. The world beyond the smoke can refer to a past that the singer wishes they could go back to, but as the dust settles on their clothes, they are reminded that this is the reality.


The lyrics continue with dark themes of feeling trapped and desperate as the singer cannot escape their corroded soul. They are attempting to feel what someone else feels, even to the point of wanting to slit their own throat. The numb feeling and lack of lust and shame shows that they are becoming desensitized and disconnected from the world around them. They question whether they remember anything or if they have even been someone they could be proud of.


The song seems to end with an image of someone being content watching another person sleep while they melt away, a desolate image that suggests the persona of the song is at the mercy of the circumstances they find themselves in. Overall, the song portrays a world of decadence and decay while filled with disconnectedness and disconnected souls.


Line by Line Meaning

This will be my storm to defeat
I will endure this tumultuous time and come out victorious.


You will dance in black snow and misery
You will suffer and endure pain and trouble.


To the sound of carnivals
Amidst the revelry and noise of the carnival.


I wash the rust away from you
I cleanse you of your impurities and flaws.


And with your golden skin
With your flawless and perfect skin.


You steal all the glow from the sun
You radiate brightness and beauty that outshines the sun's light.


What world lies beyond the smoke
What lies beyond the shroud of smoke and haze.


As the dust settles on our clothes
As the debris and particles settle upon our garments.


They slid their envelopes
They surreptitiously delivered their messages.


Neath our door just to see me twitch
To incite or elicit a reaction from me, they left the notes under our doorstep.


Wake up, my hands are tied to a girl and her corroded soul
I am bound to a girl whose spirit is deteriorating and losing its vitality.


By god I think I know her, by smile, by name
I believe I recognize her based on her demeanor and identity.


She lays puzzles with a broken mirror. Makes a picture of a factory
She pieces together fragments of a mirror to form an image of a factory.


I try to slit my throat with my pillow to feel what she feels
I attempt to simulate her agony by inflicting pain on myself.


I try to touch myself... I can still hear, I can still smell their passion
I try to gratify myself, but memories of their lustful desires still linger.


What numbness pass through my veins, no lust, no shame...
I feel apathetic and indifferent, devoid of emotions or urges.


They used to be so brave... Do you recall, do you remember anything?
They were once courageous, do you remember their valor?


We played a bold messiah... Do you believe, do you pretend to be anything?
We portrayed a fearless savior, do you still have faith, do you assume any role?


All my life I have seen your face
I have perpetually beheld your visage throughout my existence.


And the end is always near, here with you
Death is always imminent, in your presence and by your side.


I saw you lose your ground in a marvelous black and white
I saw you falter and crumble in a remarkable, monochromatic fashion.


On the tiles I write you down like a scar painted hologram
I etch your image onto the tile surface, like a holographic tattoo.


This room will pass you by as you hang yourself in the draft
As you dangle lethargically in the gusty air, this space will disappear from your view.


With your needle halfway in, what else will you take from me?
As you inject narcotics, what other possessions or emotions will you rob me of?


Wake up, your hands are tied, and the wars that you fought forgotten
Your limbs are restrained, and the battles you fought have faded from memory.


And the beauty of the slaughter escapes you, your mind is tried
You fail to fathom the allure of the carnage, your psyche is tested and strained.


They whisper in the voice of your blood, of the day when you will save them all
They whisper in the language of your origins, of the time when you will rescue them all.


See me leaning on the windowpane to feel what you feel
Observe me resting on the windowsill, attempting to empathize with your emotions.


Come make my soul as your soul, be the machine, be the cruel fight for beauty
Merge your spirit with mine, become a mechanical, vicious warrior for aesthetics.


What numbness pass through your veins, all lust, no name...
What insensibility courses through your bloodstream, purely desire and lacking identity...


We are the wildest of them, you cannot die, I cannot see you dancing
We are the most unrestrained of them all, you cannot perish, I cannot witness you sway and move.


We've lived our lives in anguish, I cannot move, you cannot flee this horrid place...
We have survived our existence in agony, I am immobile, you cannot escape this dreadful location...


I paint myself a mouth with which to kiss you
I envision myself forming a mouth to share a kiss with you.


Your abstinense! no city shall ever burn here
Your ascetic behavior! No place shall ever ignite a blaze of passion or pleasure.


You cant sear me, I play with the cold horizon
You cannot burn or scorch me, I toy with the frigid and distant horizon.


And please myself and watch you when you are sleeping
I gratify my own desires by gazing upon you while you slumber.


A child once wept at the sight of your milkwhite body
A child once shed tears upon seeing your pure and pristine body.


You will return to me from the hallway and from the dream
You will come back to me, both from the corridor and from the dreamworld.


Why are you afraid my love? This is the grave you have dug for yourself
Why do you feel scared, my love? You have created this tomb for yourself.


I watch you melt away while you die in your masquerade
I observe you dissolve as you perish in your guise or facade.


This world will pass you by to a song trailing down from above...
This world will leave you behind to the music that descends from above...




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