эхопрокуренныхподъездов - опухоль (2013, LP)

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EP: Gallows Writings
Story: The Yellow Wallpaper by Charlotte Perkins Gilman
Occasion: Halloween!

Lyrics:
[Intro]
I think sometimes that if I were only well enough to write a little...
it would relieve the press of ideas.
Quiet rooms make loud thoughts.
The paper hums. It wants what I’ve got.

⸻

[Verse 1]
He said the color’s “cheerful, bright,”
As if madness needs the light.
Locked me in with lace and rules,
Pity dressed as hospital tools.

The doctor smiles,
the husband nods,
They dose me daily with their gods.
Rest, they said,
and I’ll be fine,
My pulse disagreed in time.

⸻

[Pre-Chorus]
There’s movement underneath the paint,
A shadow breathing,
small and faint.

⸻

[Chorus]
Peel the pattern, let her through,
The wall remembers what they do.
Every silence hides a scream,
Every wife becomes a dream.
Tear it down, the skin, the veil—
Freedom looks like mental fail.
If madness speaks, it speaks for two—
Peel the pattern, see me too.

⸻

[Verse 2]
I trace the flowers, watch them crawl,
They move at night, they mark the wall.
The woman underneath the bloom,
She laughs like me, she knows this room.

He calls me dear, he calls me mad,
He calls my mind a passing fad.
But I’ve seen what sanity costs—
A husband gained, a self lost.

⸻

[Bridge]
"Tear it! Tear it! Tear it down!”
“She’s beneath! She’s beneath the crown!”
“You call this cure, I call it cage!”
“Your holy calm, my holy rage!”

⸻

[Final Chorus]
Peel the pattern, let her through,
The cracks are colored like the truth.
Every rule I tore apart,
Became the shape of my new heart.
Call me sick, or call me free,
Either way, I finally see.
Madness taught what faith withdrew—
Peel the pattern, see me too.

⸻

[Outro]
“I’ve got out at last… in spite of you.”

[Metal/Djent] Peel The Pattern

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