Disease
Trallery Lyrics


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My target is to doom
A clean soul,
Virgin in pain,
And pure from some...

Disease is what I feel
Watching
Kids running,
Running around the swing.
Hi frenzy.

Now there is no turning back,
Unconciously all is planned,
I'm trying to persuade my mind,
Guilty of seeing reality.

At nine arrives punctual
The father,
Greeting the family,
Sitting in his armchair
He's waiting for the last...

Supper is being prepared
By the mother,
Always acting,
She's the perfect wife,
She's living only to...

To smile won't be reminded
By the daughter
She's condemned,
She has so much to loose,
Her innocence, one life.

One life will escape,
Four have been thrown away,
Deep inside I feel okay,
Proud to be a murderer.

The only one who tries to resist
The father
Why? He's asking...
Another won't be reminded...
Tears of blood.

Kids are crying,
Prepare to die,
Women wither,
Children lost.

They have succumbed to the disgrace,
I have succeded in my fantasy.
Nothing can stop the disease,
One life, two deaths will be reminded

She is bereaved in her deepness,
She will be forever sick.
Nothing can stop the disease!
Another way to see reality

From today another one is insane,
Forever hapiness won't be reminded.
Now, the only she doesn't want to meet
Will be her own disease

She will try to pray,
As she's falling,
Analyzing the facts,
Finding all the lies.

Lies become the truth,
Although she does not want,
Slavering herself,
Pretending to live her life.

I have started a plague
Fed by the crowd,
Blaming scapegoats,
Claiming for vengeance.

Living at the expense of suffering,
Thinking of what I have done,
Taking away from the targets the desire to live,
The chain has begun.
Behold!

Disease is what she feels
Watching!
Kids running,
Running around the swing.
Memories weigh.

She has her target clear:
The male child
Why is he smiling?
He has not lived in pain.
That's not fair.

Now there's no turning back,
Unconciously all is planned,
She's trying to persuade herself.
She can see reality.
All is circling around!

Story of a fake hapiness,
Another generation of disgrace,
The plague is turning back.
The penalty is to charge with fakeness.

The green gardens will burn,
With children hung from their swings.
Nothing can stop the disease!




Sooner or later will be sewed
In your brain.

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Trallery's song Disease depict a disturbing story of a person who has succumbed to a mental illness that drives them to take pleasure in causing harm and destruction to others. The song tells the tale of a person who targets a seemingly innocent family, with their sights set on the father, mother, and daughter. As the song progresses, we learn that the individual takes pleasure in the idea of destroying their lives and taking away their happiness. The lyrics paint a vivid picture of a person who is consumed by their inner demons, unable to see the horror of their actions.


The lyrics are haunting and powerful, and they speak to the dark side of humanity. They portray the danger of unchecked mental illness and the terrifying prospect of what can happen when individuals are consumed by their inner demons. They also highlight the importance of seeking help when dealing with mental health issues and the potential consequences of not doing so.


Line by Line Meaning

My target is to doom
I have a goal of causing destruction and ruin.


A clean soul,
A pure and innocent person who has not sinned.


Virgin in Pain,
A person who has not experienced the pain and suffering of the world.


And pure from some...
Untainted by any wrongdoings or evil deeds.


Disease is what I feel
A feeling of sickness and corruption consumes me.


Watching
Observing and witnessing something happening before my eyes.


Kids running,
Children playing and enjoying their innocence.


Running around the swing.
Playing and having fun in the playground.


Hi frenzy.
A state of intense excitement and agitation.


Now there's no turning back,
I cannot undo what has been done and must face the consequences.


Unconciously all is planned,
Without realizing it, everything has been premeditated and arranged.


I'm trying to persuade my mind,
Attempting to change my mindset and convince myself of something.


Guilty of seeing reality.
Feeling remorseful for accepting the truth of the situation.


At nine arrives punctual
The father arrives on time at nine o'clock.


The father,
The head of the house and leader of the family.


Greeting the family,
Saying hello and welcoming the members of the family.


Sitting in his armchair
Relaxing in his comfortable chair.


He's waiting for the last...
He is anticipating the final meal of the day.


Supper is being prepared
The evening meal is being cooked and made ready.


By the mother,
The woman who takes care of the household and children.


Always acting,
Putting on a facade and pretending to be happy.


She's the perfect wife,
The ideal woman who fulfills all the traditional expectations of a spouse and mother.


She's living only to...
Her sole purpose and reason for existing is to take care of her family.


To smile won't be reminded
She will be unable to smile or find joy in life after what is about to happen.


By the daughter
The young girl who is related to the family.


She's condemned,
She has been sentenced to death or destruction.


She has so much to loose,
There is a lot at stake for her, including her life and innocence.


Her innocence, one life.
Her purity and naivete will be taken away from her permanently.


One life will escape,
One person will survive the ordeal.


Four have been thrown away,
Four people have lost their lives.


Deep inside I feel okay,
Despite the tragedy, I feel content and satisfied with what I have done.


Proud to be a murderer.
Feeling a sense of pride and accomplishment for committing such a heinous act.


The only one who tries to resist
The only person who attempts to oppose the wrongdoing.


The father
The head of the household and leader of the family.


Why? He's asking...
He is questioning why this event is happening.


Another won't be reminded...
Another person will not survive this tragedy and will never be forgotten.


Tears of blood.
Crying tears of sadness and despair as though they are coming from ritualized cuts.


Kids are crying,
The children are sobbing and weeping in distress.


Prepare to die,
Getting ready to face death.


Women wither,
The female figures become weak and lifeless.


Children lost.
The young ones have been taken away and can no longer be found.


They have succumbed to the disgrace,
They have yielded to the dishonor and shame of the situation.


I have succeeded in my fantasy.
I have accomplished what I have been dreaming of.


Nothing can stop the disease,
Nothing can prevent the spread of this illness or corruption.


One life, two deaths will be reminded
One survivor will remember the two who died in the tragedy.


She is bereaved in her deepness,
She is overwhelmed with sadness in her heart.


She will be forever sick.
She will always be plagued with illness and emotional distress.


Nothing can stop the disease!
The spread of the illness or corruption cannot be halted, no matter what.


Another way to see reality
There is another perspective or interpretation of the truth.


From today another one is insane,
Another person has gone crazy and lost their mind from the events of today.


Forever happiness won't be reminded.
The feeling of unbridled joy and contentment can never be forgotten.


Now, the only she doesn't want to meet
She wants to avoid confronting something that she knows will upset her.


Will be her own disease
She will have to face her own inner demons and shortcomings.


She will try to pray,
She will attempt to communicate with a higher power through prayer.


As she's falling,
As she is losing her physical or emotional grasp.


Analyzing the facts,
Examining the evidence and information presented.


Finding all the lies.
Seeing through the dishonesty and deceit that surrounds her.


Lies become the truth,
Falsehoods transform into reality.


Although she does not want,
Even if she does not desire or wish for it to happen.


Slavering herself,
Submitting to the pain and agony that she is experiencing.


Pretending to live her life.
Faking her existence and living inauthentically.


I have started a plague
I have initiated a disastrous and contagious epidemic.


Fed by the crowd,
Encouraged and propelled by the group of people surrounding me.


Blaming scapegoats,
Pointing the finger at innocent victims instead of taking responsibility for my own actions.


Claiming for vengeance.
Striving to seek retribution and revenge for a perceived wrongdoing.


Living at the expense of suffering,
Thriving and having joy at the cost of others' pain and misery.


Thinking of what I have done,
Reflecting and pondering the consequences of my own actions.


Taking away from the targets the desire to live,
Robbing the victims of their motivation to continue living and enjoying their lives.


The chain has begun.
The cycle of violence and wrongdoing has started and will continue to repeat itself.


Behold!
Pay attention and take note of what is happening before your eyes.


Memories weigh.
Recollections of the past are heavy and burdensome.


She has her target clear:
She knows exactly who she wants to harm or destroy.


The male child
The young boy who is the focus of her aggression.


Why is he smiling?
She questions why he is happy and content when she is not.


He has not lived in pain.
He has not gone through the same suffering and hardship that she has.


That's not fair.
She believes that the world is unjust and biased against her.


All is circling around!
Everything is constantly revolving and repeating itself.


Story of a fake happiness,
The tale of a phony and unreal joy and contentment.


Another generation of disgrace,
Another group of people who are shameful and dishonorable.


The plague is turning back.
The epidemic is coming full circle.


The penalty is to charge with fakeness.
The consequence is to be accused of being insincere and artificial.


The green gardens will burn,
The once beautiful and peaceful surroundings will be destroyed and ruined.


With children hung from their swings.
Young, innocent victims who were once playing on their swings will now be the ones to suffer and die.


Sooner or later will be sewed in your brain.
Inevitably, this tragedy and devastation will be ingrained in your mind and memory.




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