Tales From The Crypt
Wolf Lyrics


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15 lonely years
Listening to my breath
Waiting in the darkness
Wasting what time I've got left
Walls are closing in
Or does the outside world expand?
I guess I've gone insane
Blood drips from the ceiling

Tomorrow is just another word for misery

Be it dusk or dawn
It's all the same to me
In the cold light of my truth
The darkness seem even more real

Tomorrow is just another word for misery

Tales from the crypt
Tales from the crypt

Inhale, exhale
The same air all over again
Memories flee from me
They despise my company

You know
Tomorrow is just another word for misery

Tales from the crypt
Tales from the crypt

I close my eyes
But my mind is open wide
Silence is deafening
I need some peace of mind
Hear me screaming from the grave
I read the number of my wrist
It's 666

Tomorrow is just another word for misery
And all the yesterdays are my sworn enemies





Tales from the crypt
Tales from the crypt

Overall Meaning

The lyrics in Wolf's song "Tales From The Crypt" convey a sense of hopelessness and despair. The opening lines describe the feeling of being alone and waiting in darkness, with a sense that time is running out. The walls closing in and blood dripping from the ceiling contribute to the feeling of being trapped and isolated.


The chorus repeats the line "Tomorrow is just another word for misery," emphasizing the sense of hopelessness and futility. The verses explore the idea that memories are fleeing and that the darkness of the world seems even more real in the cold light of truth. The final verses describe the singer's desperation for peace of mind and the feeling of being trapped even after death, with the number 666 serving as a symbol of this hopelessness.


Overall, the song paints a bleak picture of the human condition, where life feels like a constant struggle and even death offers no escape.


Line by Line Meaning

15 lonely years
I have spent 15 years of my life all alone, with nobody to keep me company


Listening to my breath
The only sound that I hear every day is my own breathing


Waiting in the darkness
I have been waiting for something to happen in pitch-black darkness


Wasting what time I've got left
I am doing nothing productive and just letting time pass by uselessly


Walls are closing in
My room feels like it's getting smaller and smaller, as if the walls are moving towards me


Or does the outside world expand?
Maybe it's not the walls but the outside world that is getting bigger, and I am just stuck in one place


I guess I've gone insane
I think I have lost my mind and I am not in my right senses anymore


Blood drips from the ceiling
There is something very wrong going on and the signs are visible by the sight of blood on the ceiling


Tomorrow is just another word for misery
No matter what tomorrow brings, it is going to be another day filled with pain, troubles and sadness


Be it dusk or dawn, It's all the same to me
Whether it's morning or evening, it doesn't matter to me anymore as every hour feels dark and bleak


In the cold light of my truth, The darkness seems even more real
When I look at the reality of my situation, the darkness and the hopelessness seem more intense and clear


Tales from the crypt, Tales from the crypt
These are my stories of despair, stories that nobody wants to hear


Inhale, exhale, The same air all over again
I am breathing the same air every day, with no variation or freshness


Memories flee from me, They despise my company
My memory is failing me and my past seems to be avoiding me and my company


I close my eyes, But my mind is open wide
Even when I try to shut down, my mind won't stop thinking and exploring my depressed state of mind


Silence is deafening, I need some peace of mind
The silence is so intense and boring that I need some sort of relief or distraction


Hear me screaming from the grave, I read the number of my wrist, It's 666
This is how numb and hopeless I feel, as if I'm already dead and marked for hell


And all the yesterdays are my sworn enemies
I hate looking back at my past because it's filled with regrets




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SilverRainProduction

Even they can't deny the awesomeness of Wolf. Probably someone with their screen upside down.

Omer Sela

"What do you mean it's not the 80's anymore?!" Said any Wolf member ever.

Guardians3000

Awesome! Thanks for posting!!

rbagel55

Damn, a great metal band I never knew existed, that's living in the USA for ya

Leszek Borkowski

Kapela zajebista, a ludzie discopolo sluchaja, nigdy tego nie moglem zrozumiec.

雪真

1 dislike that one must be a justin bieber fan -_-

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