From the bottomless pit of monsters they came, climbing up to the surface o… Read Full Bio ↴From the bottomless pit of monsters they came, climbing up to the surface of earth at August 2007. With Von Ripper on vocals, Captain Morgue and Frankenjack on guitars, Le Chef on the bass, Six Feet Unders on drums and Cryptkeeper on SFX/Sampler they form Sweden’s scariest horrormachine known as Zombiesuckers.

With the urge to play fierce and powerful horrorpunk they set their goal to conquer, scare and entertain the citizen of this planet. With a plan to fright, bite and fight their way to the top they create music with a lot of attitude, horror and large sense of humour making it a great combination of what any ear should expose itself to.

But beware, some people say their songs are so awesome they kill you while you sleep. So remember, only a headshot kills a zombie.

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Hotel
Zombiesuckers Lyrics

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Out through the snow on the road
That leads to our new home for the fall
There's nowhere to go and the cold
Is chilling to the bone, yet I know

I'm not a former author
I think I still can write
If I can find some new things

Inside that twisted head of mine

A place cold as hell, is this sweet dark hotel
With hardly any people around
That can stop me from write
Or murder my family

All on my own in this cold
Makes me lose control
Of my soul
There's nowhere to hide from myself
It's chilling to the bone

I'm not a former author
I think I still can write
If i can find some new things
Inside that twisted head of mine
Of mine

A place cold as hell, is this sweet dark hotel
With hardly any people around
That can stop me from write
Or murder my family

A place cold as hell, is this sweet dark hotel
With hardly any people around
That can stop me from write
Or murder my family

A place cold as hell, is this sweet dark hotel

People around
Can't stop me from write

Overall Meaning

The lyrics to Zombiesuckers' song "Hotel" depict a desolate and cold environment, symbolizing the singer's state of mind. The opening lines describe a journey through the snow to a new home, emphasizing the feeling of isolation. The cold and chilling atmosphere reflects the singer's emotions, as they express a sense of emptiness and a lack of direction. Despite this, the singer acknowledges their potential for creativity, suggesting that they still have the ability to write and explore new ideas.

The mention of a "twisted head" indicates the singer's struggle with their own thoughts and inner demons. The hotel is depicted as a dark and foreboding place, symbolizing the singer's personal struggles and their feeling of being trapped. The line "That can stop me from write or murder my family" is likely metaphorical, suggesting that external influences or the singer's own destructive tendencies can either hinder their creative process or harm their personal relationships.

The repeated refrain emphasizes the coldness of the hotel and the absence of people who could impact the singer's writing or harm their family. It reflects a sense of solitude and the overwhelming presence of their own thoughts and emotions. Overall, "Hotel" explores themes of isolation, internal struggles, and the power of creativity amidst a bleak backdrop.

Line by Line Meaning

Out through the snow on the road
Walking along the snowy road

That leads to our new home for the fall
Heading towards our new residence for the autumn season

There's nowhere to go and the cold
Feeling trapped with no escape in the freezing cold

Is chilling to the bone, yet I know
The cold is so intense that it deeply affects me, but I am aware of it

I'm not a former author
I haven't given up on writing

I think I still can write
I believe I am still capable of writing

If I can find some new things
As long as I can discover fresh ideas

Inside that twisted head of mine
Within my complex and unconventional mind

A place cold as hell, is this sweet dark hotel
This eerie and chilling hotel feels infernally cold

With hardly any people around
Almost devoid of any individuals

That can stop me from write
Who can prevent me from writing