Koma, the opening song for 'The Need for Theory'. This song stands out mainly for being soothing and violent at the same time.
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Story behind the song
In July 2006 a remake of the album "The Need for Theory" was made in cooperation with recording engineer Johan Nordström of Janeco Studios. This is the new version.
The main guitar movement (the first two parts) was born way before anything else on this album. Koma is swedish for "Coma", but this word has a different meaning in terms of how I wrote the lyrics. It's meaning contains more of a deep logical way to rest. Half of the lyrics also are about a dream I had.
Lyrics
Internally fed, by my majesty
Declined all this they call divine
Seven arches, face deprived,
Bleeding corpses run and hide
And this is all what I denied
You’re wrong, cruelty proves the only pleasure
The ally, wrongfully accused by your sensation
The fire came and swept away all desire
Pale death machine, it rather salutes the dire
I’ll get my axe; I’ll prove you wrong once and for all
Your power justifies my actions, dismiss us!
And on we go into the storm
not familiar with what we might meet
And on we go with obedience
Oh, sweet joy, as you long for my rose in Koma
I show my violence for only you.
I’ll rest disfigured
Until I die
Until you find me
That solemn night
I’ll rest disfigured
…until I die…
The conquered mind
Speaks so lightly
Vacuum personified, embodied
Suffocation within instant adrenaline
I’ll take away your sacred fever
Prove me wrong, I shall witness you deliver
The sword which will strike me down
A hollow demon in the form of a sinners wish
Made me realize I can never reach your bliss
In torment, in fear, despair, unknown by will
but an icon of life will show
still very few acknowledge this wicked evil
…and I’ll rest disfigured
Until I die
Until you find me
That solemn night
I’ll rest disfigured
…until I die…