It Was Writen In Blood lyrics

By valeriestfu on apr 18th 2010 1:05 pm
At the end of the song, it says "i love the sound of breaking bones. "
Haha, creepy. But i love it.

You don't say

But this is an amazing song, i'm hooked, and personally, the meanings everyone has said are right, it's not necessarily what the artist means to convey by the song that makes it good, it's what you take from it

You're all cunts and nothing matters anymore. I'll actually do it this time (written in blood - pact, has to be carried out) and i'll jump to my death.

I thought that this song deals about the suicide of a friend of oli. Anyway the explaination of the poet is coherent. The song itself is obviously ispired from this suicide note.

This is so fucking good
one of the best songs ever!

At the end of the song, it says "i love the sound of breaking bones. "
haha, creepy. But i love it.

*continued* this is one of my favorite songs of theirs.

After watching the video of them live in siberia from the suicide season cut-up dvd, and hearing them say this song was written about a russian poet, i did a little more research.

This song was written about the russian poet, sergei yesenin, who committed suicide. Before he killed himself, he wrote a suicide note to a friend of his, then he hung himself the next day.

The actual note [in russian] says:

До свиданья, друг мой, до свиданья. Милый мой, ты у меня в груди. Предназн 72;ченное расстава 85;ье Обещает встречу впереди.

Д& #1086; свиданья, друг мой, без руки, без слова, Не грусти и не печаль бровей,- В этой жизни умирать не ново, Но и жить, конечно, не новей.

But the english translation(according to wordlingo's translator) says:

To [svidanya], the friend is my, to [svidanya]. Dear my, you in my breast. Intended [rasstavane] promises encounter in front.

To [svidanya], the friend is my, without the hand, without the word, not melancholy and not the grief of eyebrows, in this life to die not newly, but also to live, of course, not virgin soils.

Which, doesn't make much sense.

Others say the english translation says:

Good-bye, my friend, good-bye. My dear one, you are in my breast. This predestined parting
promises a meeting ahead.

Good-bye, my friend, without hand, without word
no sorrow and no sadness in the brow. In this life, dying is nothing new,
but living, of course, isn't novel either.

The lyrics from the song itself are a more understandable version of the origional suicide note.

This is one of my favorite songs of theirs.

The song is about a russian poet who slit his wrists and wrote part of this song in blood on the wall before he hung himself

I think this is one of their best songs... This is why we love bmth... ;e

Is it not "like roses, we blossom, and die"
its what i read in the book thing with the cd...