Pure
Suizid Lyrics


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911, what is your emergency?
Three.. three people
Three people
Ma'am what's the problem, are you injured?
Three people.. three people are dead
Did you say dead?
I.. killed.. them.. send the police
Ma'am excuse me, who did you kill?
I killed everyone
In a cold, dark night I fear if I'll ever see the sunlight rise again
Where the hate will erase all delight
Where despair is ascending
Tonight mercy will pass by, tonight I'll die, nowhere to hide
I grab my Kalashnikov, I grab my Balaclava
I load the magazine and fill whiskey in my jar
I walk into the crowd and I'm starting to feel cold
Never really appreciated my Aripiprazol
So pure, my bullets shed through all the ignorant hearts
I'll kill in the name of my inner demons
Their blood will mark my name in eternity
A mangy death shall be their destiny
My guts start to hurt while I start to lurk
Got my gasoline with me
My mind's like a curse
No priest in the world can now unconvince me
I hold the AK ready, the magazine's nearly empty
People are running, now there are nearly twenty
They're trying to escape, I'll murder, I'll rape




Fuck your lies, fuck your christ, I'll only leave with filthy, bloody shapes
So pure.. so pure

Overall Meaning

The song "Pure" by Suizid is a harrowing, graphic depiction of a mass shooting, told from the perspective of the shooter. The lyrics begin with a chilling 911 call, in which the shooter confesses to killing three people, but then declares "I killed everyone." This sets the tone for the rest of the song, which is filled with violent and disturbing imagery.


The shooter describes feeling cold and filled with hate on a dark night, with despair "ascending." He contemplates suicide, but instead chooses to enact revenge against the world by opening fire on innocent people. He is fueled by his inner demons, which he claims are pure, and he sees himself as a martyr who will be remembered for eternity.


The lyrics are deeply unsettling, and highlight the horror and tragedy of mass shootings. They also provide a glimpse into the mind of a disturbed individual who is capable of such unspeakable violence.


Line by Line Meaning

911, what is your emergency?
A call for help.


Three.. three people
The number of victims.


Three people
The number of victims reiterated.


Ma'am what's the problem, are you injured?
Asking about the caller's well-being.


Did you say dead?
Clarifying what the caller said.


I.. killed.. them.. send the police
The confession of the crime and request for police intervention.


Ma'am excuse me, who did you kill?
Inquiring about the identity of the perpetrator.


I killed everyone
Answering who did the crime.


In a cold, dark night I fear if I'll ever see the sunlight rise again
The setting of the crime and the doubt about seeing the next day.


Where the hate will erase all delight
The reason behind the crime, the feeling of hate.


Where despair is ascending
The feeling of hopelessness leading to the crime.


Tonight mercy will pass by, tonight I'll die, nowhere to hide
The realization of the crime's consequences, the fear of punishment.


I grab my Kalashnikov, I grab my Balaclava
Getting armed and covered.


I load the magazine and fill whiskey in my jar
Preparing for the crime and as a last drink.


I walk into the crowd and I'm starting to feel cold
Approaching the victims and feeling the weight of the act.


Never really appreciated my Aripiprazol
Admitting to not valuing the medication that could have prevented the crime.


So pure, my bullets shed through all the ignorant hearts
The feeling of the bullets and the perception of the victims.


I'll kill in the name of my inner demons
The justification for the crime, the control of inner demons.


Their blood will mark my name in eternity
The feeling of leaving a long-lasting mark in the world.


A mangy death shall be their destiny
Believing in the certainty of the victims' fate.


My guts start to hurt while I start to lurk
Starting to feel the physical and psychological consequences of the crime.


Got my gasoline with me
Having more means to harm the victims.


My mind's like a curse
Feeling like the mind is cursed.


No priest in the world can now unconvince me
Feeling like nobody can change the mind or stop the act.


I hold the AK ready, the magazine's nearly empty
Continuing the act with fewer bullets left.


People are running, now there are nearly twenty
The realization of the number of victims escaping.


They're trying to escape, I'll murder, I'll rape
The continuation of the attack despite the victims attempting to flee.


Fuck your lies, fuck your christ, I'll only leave with filthy, bloody shapes
Rejecting any beliefs or attempts to shift the behavior.


So pure.. so pure
Re-emphasizing the supposed purity of the act.




Lyrics © O/B/O DistroKid
Written by: Niklas Schackert

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