Discover the poetic beauty in ‘Retrogore’ 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.
Retrogore, putrid obsession
Retrogore, maniacal possession
Condemned by horrid nostalgia,
A celebration of death
Vintage tourniquet, decrepit and failing
Surgical abomination
Retrogore, maniacal possession
Retrogore, reminiscent slaughter
Retrogore, noxious perversion
Obsessed by an age of cinematographic grandeur
Reality fades as phantasms take over
Surgical abomination
And as reality slips, my bloodlust persists
Condemned to decompose, your body lies broken
A slave to misery, debauchery and suffering so pure
Protagonist of insanity
A slave to savagery, with the hammer I shall thrive
As you step into my realm
Retrogore, reminiscent slaughter
Retrogore, noxious perversion
Retrogore, putrid obsession
Retrogore, maniacal possession
Ingrained frenzy, slasher extravaganza
The final step in a psychotic breakdown
I slip into dementia – I am death incarnate
I am the end – your end
Tendencies for gore, I always need more
My artistry, perfectly portrayed
I wasn’t supposed to be – alive and breathing
Caught on film, immortalized portrait of filth,
The star of my feature film
I am protagonist, an artist of sodom
And as reality slips, my bloodlust persists
Condemned to decompose, your body lies broken
A slave to misery, debauchery and suffering so pure