Crucible
SubRosa Lyrics


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Weґll scour the ghettos
For the trash of the earth
Put em on the frontline
They won't be missed

Step into my crucible
Warm yourself in my crucible
Burn and die in my crucible

We'll bribe their grieving families
With the fat of the land
Spread distorted visions
Till they eat from our hand

The victims of the system
Are the first to be served
To propagate that system
They're meat in our mill

Cast into the futile battle
In the caste system
Of feudal lords
Crying from the
Bottom of the pile
In the voice of a number

We're paragons of virtue
And you are the same




When you die in our turnstile
We'll protect your name

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of SubRosa’s song Crucible are a commentary on how the powerful, whether it be the government, corporations or any form of authority, exploit the marginalized and vulnerable members of society as disposable tools in their quest for power and control. The first verse describes how they will seek out the lowest members of society, the ‘trash of the earth’, and use them as cannon fodder on the frontlines, without any regard for their lives or well-being. The chorus, ‘Step into my crucible, warm yourself in my crucible, burn and die in my crucible’, is a metaphor for being consumed by the system, used until one is no longer useful, and ultimately destroyed in the process.


The second verse refers to how the powerful manipulate and deceive those they are exploiting. They bribe the families of those they have sacrificed with the ‘fat of the land’, spreading false ideas and images until the masses become subservient to the ruling power. The pre-chorus describes how the oppressed are used to keep the cycle of oppression going; by feeding them into the system, the system is able to justify its existence and oppress others. The bridge reflects on how the victims of the system are consumed and forgotten, no longer individuals but mere numbers, and how those responsible for their oppression will absolve themselves of any guilt by claiming that the victims were willing participants.


Line by Line Meaning

Weґll scour the ghettos
We will search the poorest and most desperate places.


For the trash of the earth
For those who are seen as worthless and less than human.


Put em on the frontline
Put them in harm's way as soldiers or workers.


They won't be missed
No one will care or notice when they are gone.


Step into my crucible
Come into my trap or dangerous situation.


Warm yourself in my crucible
Feel comfortable and safe in my dangerous situation.


Burn and die in my crucible
Suffer and die in my trap or dangerous situation.


We'll bribe their grieving families
We will offer money or compensation to those who have lost loved ones.


With the fat of the land
With the wealth or resources that come from exploiting others.


Spread distorted visions
Spread lies or propaganda to manipulate people.


Till they eat from our hand
Till they are completely controlled or dependent on us.


The victims of the system
Those who suffer under the unjust system we operate in.


Are the first to be served
Are the first to be exploited or sacrificed for our benefit.


To propagate that system
To keep the oppressive system in place.


They're meat in our mill
They are nothing more than raw materials to be used up for profit.


Cast into the futile battle
Thrown into a pointless or hopeless conflict.


In the caste system
In the social hierarchy that oppresses and divides people.


Of feudal lords
Of the powerful, wealthy, and dominant ruling class.


Crying from the
Desperately pleading or begging from the


Bottom of the pile
From the lowest rank or position in society.


In the voice of a number
As a faceless, anonymous statistic or casualty of the system.


We're paragons of virtue
We present ourselves as moral and righteous.


And you are the same
And we expect you to believe and follow us unquestioningly.


When you die in our turnstile
When you are killed or used up by our oppressive system.


We'll protect your name
We'll manipulate the narrative to make it seem like you died for a noble cause or in service to the system.




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