
Lyrics
Roll and relish in the fetish Imprisoned in a dense labyrinth Constructed of weakened bone and rotting marrow A fragile ego will shatter into nothingness Under the weight of cowardice Breeding thoughts of contempt Lapping up pools of drudgery Generations of enablement littered with debt Devoured by pride, an echo through time, fuel for the deranged Watch how the buzzards soar Aspiring eagles with a perverted lore Licking the carcasses dry A famine of wisdom in these suffocating skies There is fault in hatred's wings There is a wriggling agony, pulled from the depths of this hollow disease Was blind but now I see Was blind but now I see Slither and slide from the Neolithic age, primitive brain Was blind but now I see Refusing to change, refilling the seine, a primitive pain Was blind but now I see
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Meaning of "Hatred’s Wings" by The Tooth
These lyrics plunge into a suffocating internal world, where the speaker feels "Imprisoned in a dense labyrinth." It's a grim, visceral scene, with the prison walls described as "Constructed of weakened bone and rotting marrow." This immediately establishes a sense of decay and self-inflicted entrapment. The narrative quickly identifies the architects of this confinement: a "fragile ego" and the "weight of cowardice." These forces breed "thoughts of contempt," leading to a life of "drudgery" and a legacy of "enablement littered with debt." The lyrics suggest a cycle where inherited flaws and unchecked pride, described as "Devoured by pride," fuel a destructive, almost "deranged" existence. A striking image emerges with "Watch how the buzzards soar," immediately followed by the ironic twist: "Aspiring eagles with a perverted lore." This contrast powerfully critiques those who present themselves as ambitious and noble but are, in reality, scavengers "Licking the carcasses dry." It paints a bleak picture of a "famine of wisdom in these suffocating skies," where genuine insight is scarce. The repeated declaration, "Was blind but now I see," marks a crucial turning point, a painful awakening to the inherent "fault in hatred's wings." This realization pulls a "wriggling agony" from a "hollow disease," suggesting a deep-seated, almost ancient problem. The lyrics connect this struggle to a "primitive brain" from the "Neolithic age," implying a stubborn refusal to evolve and a perpetuation of "primitive pain," even after the moment of clarity.
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