Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Gloom and the Art of Tribulation’ by Aborted. This lyric breakdown takes you on a journey through the artist’s thoughts, emotions, and the story they aim to tell. From clever metaphors to evocative imagery, we delve into the nuances that make this song a lyrical masterpiece. Whether you’re a fan of Aborted or a lover of well-crafted words, our detailed analysis will give you a deeper understanding and appreciation of this song.
Trauma sets inMesmerised by the abyss I created
Swallowed hole by the darkness that lives within me
Architect of my spiritual undoing
Lover to misery
Oh sweet suffering, silently slithering
Remove me from this earth, this living hell that is me
A deadly construct, the gnawing mistrust
Into the abyss I descend
Oh sweet suffering, perfectly crippling
A sewer of waste, toxic thoughts ingrained
Pestiferous, obnoxious, erroneous, into the abyss I descend
A petty deprivation, this constant need for validation
Deceitful nature is imposed
An apocrypha, immoral
Deceitful nature exposed
Ever growing desperation sinking me to my lowest lows
Remove me, violently
Total exacerbation, the stench of despair
Remove me, silently
Devious manipulation, constant need for validation
Deceitful nature imposed
I can no longer perceive who I am in this maze
True nature exposed
Knife to my throat, is this my way out?
Mesmerised by the abyss I created
Swallowed hole by the dark that lives within me
Architect of my spiritual undoing
Lover to misery
Gloom and despair, the art of tribulation
Gloom and despair, seductive damnation
Gloom and the stench of death
Unworthy of fixing, mental rot
Remove me, end me
Remove me from hell
Remove me, end this
From this tremulous fear, the intoxicating deep
Remove me, take me – from tribulation
Remove me; take me – from desperation
Remove me; end this
From this tremulous fear; the intoxicating deep
Ever growing desperation sinking me to my lowest lows
Remove me, violently
Total exacerbation, the crippling state of depression
Remove me, silently