Grace Murder Divine
The Wounded Lyrics


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I'm breaking down, I'm feeling down, feeling down.
Take it out, take it out, burn me down.
Murder my face, and kill my soul, just let me go.
And mark my name on this monument of grace.

Forget the tears, forget the years, I'm going down.
I'm out of control, a burning soul, all alone.
I'm in here I can't get out, I'm all alone
Murder my face, let me go, let me go.

Forget the tears, forget the years, I'm going down.
Take me out, get me out, take it out.
Murder my thoughts, clean my soul, let it go.
Mark my shame on the monument
For those who died in flames.

I'm sick of seeing people cry before my eyes.
When explosions make them die before our eyes.




When children die before our eyes.
All their homes, blown away, before their eyes.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics of "Grace Murder Divine" by The Wounded are full of despair and desperation. The song seems to be about someone who feels overwhelmed by their pain and struggles and wishes for release from their suffering. The refrain "Murder my face, and kill my soul, just let me go" expresses a desire for the end of the singer's misery, even if that means death. The repeated mention of forgetting tears and years underscores the idea that the singer is tired of living with their pain and would rather it just be erased.


The second half of the song takes on a more political tone, as the singer declares their frustration with violence and destruction. The lines "I'm sick of seeing people cry before my eyes. When explosions make them die before our eyes" paint a picture of a world wracked by conflict where innocent people suffer and die without reason. The mention of children and homes being destroyed adds to the sense of tragedy and loss. The singer seems to be mourning not only the pain they feel personally but the suffering of others around them.


Line by Line Meaning

I'm breaking down, I'm feeling down, feeling down.
My mental and emotional state is deteriorating rapidly, leaving me feeling utterly defeated and hopeless.


Take it out, take it out, burn me down.
I need to purge myself of this pain and suffering, even if it means destroying myself in the process.


Murder my face, and kill my soul, just let me go.
I would rather die than continue living with this agony, both physically and spiritually, and be released from it all.


And mark my name on this monument of grace.
Let my passing be a symbol of the merciful release from pain and suffering that can be achieved through death.


Forget the tears, forget the years, I'm going down.
I can no longer bear the weight of my emotions and memories, which are dragging me down to new depths of despair.


I'm out of control, a burning soul, all alone.
I am consumed by feelings of anger, sadness, and emptiness, with no one to turn to for help or support.


I'm in here I can't get out, I'm all alone.
I feel trapped in my own mind and body, unable to escape my pain and with no one to help me through it.


Murder my face, let me go, let me go.
Again, I can only find relief from my suffering in death, and I beg for it to come quickly.


Take me out, get me out, take it out.
I need someone to rescue me from this torment, to help me escape or ease my pain in some way.


Murder my thoughts, clean my soul, let it go.
I want my mind and spirit purged of all the negativity and pain that is consuming me, so that I can finally find peace.


Mark my shame on the monument For those who died in flames.
I feel so guilty for wanting to leave this world, especially when there are so many who have suffered and died in unthinkable ways.


I'm sick of seeing people cry before my eyes.
I am constantly surrounded by pain and suffering, and it is taking a heavy toll on me.


When explosions make them die before our eyes.
The violence and chaos of the world is overwhelming, and I cannot bear to witness any more of it.


When children die before our eyes.
The most innocent and vulnerable among us are often the ones who suffer the most, and it breaks my heart to see them hurt.


All their homes, blown away, before their eyes.
The destruction and loss of homes hits particularly hard, as it represents the loss of safety, security, and stability for those affected.




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