Garden of Truculence
Soliloquium Lyrics


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Blistering cold
Human lepers scratching the door
The isolation warms
A welcome sense of cabin fever

A draconian sense of ecstasy
Reviewing this pale existence
An outsider's perspective
Tainted and distorted

Drawn into threads of life
A pawn in wretched games
This collective breeze of steaming anguish
Corrupting my path

A garden of truculence awaits
The abhorrence of the world outside these doors
Elusive cures for wretched tears
The absence of all humanity

Driven to destruction
Becoming one in your mold
Lowering myself to pointless battles
Losing all sense of self

The transparency of devious words
The obscenity of human discourse
Enslavement in a torn creation
An arena for the futile

Aspirations beyond the mundane
Construction of thoughts anew
The collapse of illusory dreams
and the bitter disappointment

The sour taste of corrosion and defeat
A bleak outcry upon weathered ears
Relive the anguish
Paint the walls with spite




Allow the bitterness
To cripple the last will

Overall Meaning

The opening lines of "Garden of Truculence" by Soliloquium set a bleak and foreboding mood with the image of blistering cold and human lepers scratching at a door. Despite the isolation, there is a sense of comfort in the cabin fever that sets in. From this vantage point, the singer takes on an "outsider's perspective," viewing life as "pale" and "tainted and distorted."


Throughout the song, there is a feeling of being trapped in a world that is "wretched" and "corrupting." The title refers to a "garden of truculence," which represents the abhorrent and cruel nature of the outside world. In contrast, there are "elusive cures for wretched tears" within these walls, suggesting that there may be some form of safety or solace in this isolated existence.


However, this safety comes at a cost. The singer is "driven to destruction" and losing their sense of self, becoming a "pawn in wretched games." The language throughout the song is dark and desolate, painting a picture of a world devoid of humanity and hope. The final lines encourage wallowing in bitterness and allowing it to "cripple the last will," suggesting that there may be no escape from this cycle of despair.


Line by Line Meaning

Blistering cold
The weather is so cold that it feels like it is burning


Human lepers scratching the door
People who are diseased and outcast are desperately seeking shelter


The isolation warms
Despite being alone, the feeling is comforting


A welcome sense of cabin fever
The feeling of being trapped is almost comforting


A draconian sense of ecstasy
Feeling extreme pleasure at the expense of others


Reviewing this pale existence
Taking a closer look at the dullness of life


An outsider's perspective
Viewing things as an observer, not involved in the situation


Tainted and distorted
The view is not pure and true


Drawn into threads of life
Being pulled into the complicated web of existence


A pawn in wretched games
Being used as a tool in the twisted games of life


This collective breeze of steaming anguish
The overwhelming feeling of oppression and suffering


Corrupting my path
Leading me down a destructive road


A garden of truculence awaits
An environment of cruelty and violence is looming ahead


The abhorrence of the world outside these doors
The world beyond the immediate area is despicable


Elusive cures for wretched tears
There seems to be no solution for the constant sorrow


The absence of all humanity
A complete lack of compassion and kindness from others


Driven to destruction
Forced into self-destructive behavior


Becoming one in your mold
Losing identity and individuality to conform to the expectations of others


Lowering myself to pointless battles
Fighting for no reason or gain


Losing all sense of self
No longer having a distinct sense of identity


The transparency of devious words
The true, manipulative intentions of words are clear


The obscenity of human discourse
The indecency and immorality of human communication


Enslavement in a torn creation
Being trapped in a damaged world


An arena for the futile
A place where nothing of importance is gained or achieved


Aspirations beyond the mundane
Hopes and dreams that go beyond everyday life


Construction of thoughts anew
Creating new ideas and perspectives


The collapse of illusory dreams
The shattering of false hopes and desires


and the bitter disappointment
The resulting feeling of dissatisfaction and sadness


The sour taste of corrosion and defeat
A feeling of decay and loss


A bleak outcry upon weathered ears
A hopeless expression of emotion falling on deaf ears


Relive the anguish
Re-experiencing the painful feelings


Paint the walls with spite
Expressing hatred and anger in a violent manner


Allow the bitterness
Letting the negative emotions take over


To cripple the last will
To destroy the final bit of hope and motivation




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Comments from YouTube:

canned piss

Sad to see stuff like this overlooked.

Stefan Nordström

I take that as a big compliment :)

Aaron-Marlon Littmann

This is Awesome!!! I want more!!!

Linojvni

super cool, would love to see this release among others on spotify as well

Stefan Nordström

It's on Spotify as a part of the "Absence" collection :)

urpoukko

Just bumped into this - fantastic stuff! Without knowing more of the band, I hope there's more of this material.

Stefan Nordström

Thanks a lot! This is actually the first song from the first EP, we've released two EPs and one full-length since then. This is a link for the whole full-length album: https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Gmgw2-AIY_w&l

David Amaya

Sin duda el mejor tema de Soliloquium!

Den Yil

Great music!

Cactus

Very good! Great vocals \m/ Trying to figure out what the name means... My best guess is a mix of Solium (Throne) and Coloquium (Conversation)... doesnt make much sense to me though.

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