The Rose
The Proms Lyrics
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Look back as your past is crumbling
As hope denied again, looking into her eyes of hell
You will break
Gears will break, buried away
Beat me to death now
As I cry to your ashes as you cry to me
So don't pretend to be my friend
You cannot rectify your mistakes
When every hope carries closure
You have become the denied
Loneliness is a lifetime, as years
Tormented your forced to die
Soaking in a pool of your own blood
Crushed bones engulfed in fire
Forced to fall down
Your blood still stains
(Captive) As this time
(Forever) And civilised structures
(Captive) Will fall away
(Forever)
You are still blood stained
The lyrics of The Proms's song "The Rose" convey a sense of brokenness, despair, and the struggle to find hope in a difficult situation. The lines "As your future is broken down, look back as your past is crumbling" suggest that the singer is facing a situation where their future appears bleak and their past mistakes are catching up to them. The lyrics further depict a feeling of being trapped and denied hope, with the line "As hope denied again, looking into her eyes of hell."
The song seems to explore themes of suffering and pain, as evident in the lines "Beat me to death now, beat me, beat me to death" and "Tormented, you're forced to die, soaking in a pool of your own blood, crushed bones engulfed in fire." These lines suggest a sense of physical and emotional torture or abuse.
The chorus, with the lines "So don't pretend to be my friend, you cannot rectify your mistakes, when every hope carries closure, you have become the denied," conveys a sense of betrayal and the realization that the person who was once a friend or a source of hope has now become the cause of denial and closure.
Overall, the lyrics of "The Rose" paint a picture of anguish, despair, and a struggle to find redemption or escape from a painful situation.
Line by Line Meaning
As your future is broken down,
As your dreams and aspirations are shattered,
Look back as your past is crumbling
Reflect on the disintegration of your past
As hope denied again, looking into her eyes of hell
As your optimism is crushed, confronted by a tormenting presence
You will break
You will emotionally and mentally collapse
Gears will break, buried away
Mechanisms within you will malfunction, suppressed and hidden
Beat me to death now
Inflict upon me intense suffering and torment
Beat me, beat me to death
Continue to subject me to relentless agony and destruction
As I cry to your ashes as you cry to me
As I mourn for the remnants of what once was, as you mourn for my pain
So don't pretend to be my friend
Do not deceive me with false friendship
You cannot rectify your mistakes
You are incapable of correcting the wrongs you have committed
When every hope carries closure
When each expectation brings only finality and conclusion
You have become the denied
You have transformed into the epitome of denial
Loneliness is a lifetime, as years
The feeling of isolation extends throughout one's existence, as time passes by
Tormented, you're forced to die
You suffer incessantly, compelled towards a symbolic death
Soaking in a pool of your own blood
Immersed in the consequences of your actions, drowning in your own guilt and remorse
Crushed bones engulfed in fire
Your broken spirit consumed by intense anguish
Forced to fall down
Compelled to succumb to defeat
Your blood still stains
The remnants of your sins and transgressions still mark your existence
(Captive) As this time
(Trapped) In this moment
(Forever) And civilised structures
(Endlessly) And the foundations of society
(Captive) Will fall away
(Trapped) Will crumble and fade
(Forever)
(Endlessly)
You are still blood stained
You are still marked by the consequences of your actions
Lyrics © WORDS & MUSIC A DIV OF BIG DEAL MUSIC LLC
Written by: KEVIN CAMERON, MICHAEL CRAFTER, SEAN ROBERT KENNEDY, JOSEF JOHN PETERS, JONA WEINHOFEN
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NELOHAGEN
I just can't avoid extracting references to a One man show...that is for sure the most amazing work of art in the end of the XX century...this dress reminds me a little of that postmodern one when singing 'living my life'...and the way she sang this song in it was amazing...during this last years she sings more in pre-Goude style
Kerstin sunny
😘🔥...♥️🤩🌻☀️🔥
Simon Barmoor
RIP - John Miles