Unpersons formed in Savannah Georgia and have since found most of the band … Read Full Bio ↴Unpersons formed in Savannah Georgia and have since found most of the band relocated across the globe. They've been churning out scatterbrained, unconventional harsh and heavy hardcore since 1997. Previous works include an epic full length CD "III" released on At a Loss Recordings, a self titled cd released on Born to Die, and a 7" on Fishfur records. This new release is a 15-minute distortion-drenched dirge ranging from wild and brutal to brooding and dark, often conjuring up the ghosts of United Mutations, Jesus Lizard, Rudimentary Peni, and Rorschach. Recorded at the Jam room in South Carolina.. mixed and produced by Unpersons and Phillip of Kylesa.

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Unpersons Lyrics

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I can't see nothin'
But a sphere
And the children are all
Filled with straw.
Filled with chaff.

(i'm flow… er… ing with the grains)

I fear
A dagger you
Struck me
Coming slightly.

Whispers
I lapped milk from her
The inside of her elbows
Like a cat

Softly struck me.

I go out staggering, after midnight
Just hopin'

The dark wind whispers down dark hallways
To me
To me I fear

Well, that's just my way
Of sayin'
Daggers.

The salt from the inside of her wrists
Weeping beams
Hold up the moonlight
Out in the moonlight keep me staggerin'
Hold me up
Sdaggerin' across a long black nothing.

I fear a sphere

Dagger
You

Overall Meaning

Struck me

The lyrics of this song by Unpersons seem to describe a dreamlike state, with vivid and surreal imagery. The first lines mention a sphere, which the singer cannot see anything else beyond. The children around them are filled with straw or chaff, possibly suggesting they are unimportant or insubstantial.

The next few lines describe a sensual experience with someone, possibly a lover or partner. The singer drinks milk from her elbows, feeling softly struck by her presence. However, they also fear a dagger strike, perhaps indicating a sense of danger or vulnerability in the situation.

As the song continues, the singer talks about going out after midnight, hoping for something (though it's not clear what). There are whispers in the dark hallways and a fear of daggers, which may be literal or metaphorical. The end of the song returns to the sensual imagery, with the singer talking about weeping beams of moonlight and being held up while staggering across nothing.

Overall, the lyrics paint a picture of a dreamlike state filled with surreal and sometimes unsettling imagery. The use of repetition, such as with the fear of daggers and the descriptions of soft striking, adds to this effect. The sensory experiences described in the song, from the taste of milk to the feeling of moonlight, help to ground the listener in this strange world.

Line by Line Meaning

I can't see nothin', But a sphere, And the children are all, Filled with straw.
My vision is limited to a circular shape, and the young ones around me are hollow inside.

Filled with chaff.
They lack substance and value.

I fear, A dagger you, Struck me, Coming slightly.
I am afraid of the weapon you used to hurt me, even though you did it with the utmost precision.

Whispers, I lapped milk from her, The inside of her elbows, Like a cat, Softly struck me.
I heard faint voices while drinking milk off her elbow skin, feeling like an animal being petted.

I go out staggering, after midnight, Just hopin'
I leave my place unsteady on my feet late at night, wishing and yearning for something unknown.

The dark wind whispers down dark hallways, To me, To me I fear
I am scared of the eerie sounds that the cold air brings into my path, calling my name in the distance.

Well, that's just my way, Of sayin', Daggers.
That's how I convey the painful knives that cut through me figuratively or literally.

The salt from the inside of her wrists, Weeping beams, Hold up the moonlight, Out in the moonlight keep me staggerin'
Her tears mix with the light of the moon, casting a gloomy spell on my unstable posture.

Hold me up, Sdaggerin' across a long black nothing.
Give me support, while I am stumbling in the dark without a clue or destination.

I fear a sphere, Dagger, You
Your weapon is haunting me, along with the shape that surrounds me, making me tremble underneath your presence.

Contributed by Anna Y. Suggest a correction in the comments below.

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