Voltaire - The Chosen Lyrics

Hi Voltaire when is your next concert in Kitchener Ontario going to be?

Last night a moth came to my bed
Filled my tired and weary head
With horrid tales of you
I can't believe it's true
But then the lampshade smiled at me
It said "Believe" It said "Believe"
I want you to know it's nothing personal

First time i had sex i was 3
First time consenting was 13
Though you weren't there you remind me of those hands
Roses are red, Violets are blue
If i'm skitsofrenic than i am too
Whatever it takes to escape

I hope you understand
Why i'm forced to take your life in my hands
I want you to know it's nothing personal
Though we never met i've seen your image in a million waking dreams
Your eyes they call to me "Set me free!"

Did i ever tell you? You look like my mother
She once left me in the supermarket
I promised myself that i'll never feel that way again
Did i ever tell you? You look like my dear old mother

I hope you understand
Why i'm forced to take my life in your name
I want you to know it's nothing all the same
Though we never met i've seen your image in a million waking dreams
Your eyes they call to me "Set me free!"

Last night a moth came to my bed
Filled my tired and weary head
With horrid tales of you
I can't believe it's true
But then the lampshade smiled at me
It said "Believe" It said "Believe"
I want you to know it's nothing personal

I hope you understand
Why i'm forced to take your life in my hands
I want you to know it's nothing personal
Though we never met i've seen your image in a million waking dreams
Your eyes they call to me "Set me free!"

I hope you understand
Why i'm forced to take my life in your name
I want you to know it's nothing all the same
Though we never met i've seen your image in a million waking dreams
Your eyes they call to me "Set me free!"
It's not easy being the chosen
It's not easy being the chosen
It's not easy being the chosen
It's not easy being the chosen

The moth: You got any lamps

Psh.. nothin personel kid...

the song is exactly 4 minutes and 44 seconds long, that is quite the coincidence.

This night actually big moth came to my room while listening this song. How ironic.

I am a big fan, but THE DEVILs BRIS is my favorite album. I have most of Voltaire's albums, and its nice to hear music with some serious lyrics. I am not a big drinker, but when I do go to the bar, I come home and put his music on and it makes more sense. BIG FAN, BLESS ALL THE OTHER FANS AS WELL, THOSE ARE THE PEOPLE I WOULD RATHER HANG OUT WITH

recommendation pls ? except when you're evil

Excuse me mister Voltaire sir would i have permission to record and upload my own cover of this song, as well as ravens land? I of course wouldn't attempt to make any money of them and would credit the songs as covers and you as their creator, with links to your original songs on here

it's black friday

My life in a song! I NEVER thought it was possible! No, I do NOT "officially" have schizophrenia and/or any other mental health illnesses but with all the fucked up shit I have been through I would not be surprised if I have one and/or several on top of my many other health issues! Nor would I be surprised if my abusers (mainly my mother who is a teacher and father who is a general practitioner but do not believe enough in psychiatric medicine to admit to need to seek such help) have Schizophrenia and a combination of other mental illnesses, also! What I went through was more fucked up than this or any other song of his but if you wish to ask me I have no problem(s) sharing!

here's the lyrics in french, moslty literal, if anyone want to use in cover or improve them you're welcome! thanks voltaire for this great song!

la nuit derniére un papillon est venu dans mon lit,
et a rempli ma tête lasse et fatigué
avec des histoires horribles sur toi, je ne peut croire que c'est vrai
alors la lampe de chevet ma souri
disant "crois-y" disant "crois-y"
je veut que tu sache que sa n'a rien de personnel

a mon premier rapport sexuel,j'avait trois ans
ma premiére fois consentie, j'en avait treize
bien que que tu n'était pas là, tu me rappelle ces mains

les roses sont rouges, les violettes bleues
si je suis schizophrène, alors je le suis aussi
et peu importe ce qu'il faudra pour m'échapper

j'espére que tu comprends pourquoi je suis forcé de prendre t'a vie dans mes mains
je veut que tu sache que sa n'a rien de personnel
et bien que nous ne nous soyons jamais rencontrés, j'ai vu ton image dans un million de rêves éveillés
tes yeux m'appellent,"rend moi libre"

te l'ai-je déjà dit, tu ressemble a ma mère
elle m'a une fois oublié au supermarché
je me suis promis de ne plus jamais ressentir ça
te l'ai-je déjà dit, tu ressemble a ma chére vieille mère

j'espére que tu comprends pourquoi je suis forcé de prendre m'a vie en ton nom
je veut que tu sache que sa n'a plus rien a voir
et bien que nous ne nous soyons jamais rencontrés, j'ai vu ton image dans un million de rêves éveillés
tes yeux m'appellent,"rend moi libre"

la nuit derniére un papillon est venu dans mon lit,
et a rempli ma tête lasse et fatigué
avec des histoires horribles sur toi, je ne peut le croire, croire que c'est vrai
alors la lampe de chevet ma souri
disant "crois-y" disant "crois-y"
je veut que tu sache que sa n'a rien de personnel

j'espére que tu comprends pourquoi je suis forcé de prendre t'a vie dans mes mains
je veut que tu sache que sa n'a rien de personnel
et bien que nous ne nous soyons jamais rencontrés, j'ai vu ton image dans un million de rêves éveillés
tes yeux m'appellent,"rend moi libre"

j'espére que tu comprends pourquoi je suis forcé de prendre m'a vie en ton nom
je veut que tu sache que sa n'a plus rien a voir
et bien que nous ne nous soyons jamais rencontrés, j'ai vu ton image dans un million de rêves éveillés
tes yeux m'appellent,"rend moi libre"

ce n'est pas facile d'être l'élu
ce n'est pas facile d'être l'élu
ce n'est pas facile d'être l'élu
ce n'est pas facile d'être l'élu
(less literal,less cheesy and a reference :c'est si dur d'être l'élu )

This is fucking beautiful.

This song is too real.
I've never gone through this, but I know some who have, and this song just makes me feel for them even more.

I hate it when friends bring up virginity-loss stories, because mine doesn't make for good giggly girly chit chat. I was 4 and my sister was 5 and had to be re-potty-trained after, and he was by all accounts a great guy before Huntington's trashed his brain, then he died in a car wreck because why the hell were people letting him drive at that point, but not before passing his illness on to my little brother who died at 19. I don't blame the man, I blame the disease. Get my revenge by donating to Huntington's research. This song is cathartic, though.

I'm sorry to hear that. I hope life has improved for you in some way since then.

Congratulations on your Bravery. What you just did there was VERY strong.

Holy shit.

I'm a Schizophrenic who was molested, and you think this is where I get all offended, no, actually. This is fucking fantastic. Life for me is a confusing mess that nobody can make heads or tails of. This song is a confusing mess that nobody can make heads or tails of. On the off chance you actually see this Voltaire, good job, you did good with this one.

+Neo Nazi Neighbor Neil I'm offended that you're a dumb ass. Please adjust yourself to my liking. I say "Please" ironically.

@Kyo Mao .....?

Marquis Andrealphus what is it like?

He may just not know he is telepathic and people are fucking with him from the military's mind control program

what the hell is going on can someone tell me please

Who's the drummer?

+Elia Battaglia a 2 second stock sound loop.

+Elia Battaglia Grisha Alexiev

Roses are red,Violets are Blue.If I'm schizophrenic, then I am too.Whatever it takes to escape.A song about molestation and psyche damage.

Man I'd love to get the instrumental; this song is awesome.

Love this, that one line "And then the lamp shade smiled at me, it said believe it said believe" I'm just imagining a lamp shade smiling at him in a dark room XD

#pixar #creepy

One thing I can't understand is the Moth verse, if someone could explain to me that'd be great.

@Azune Madness After re-listening I can only come to one conclusion: He'd locked his memories of being molested away but one night they all came flooding back and "Filled his tired dreary head" that's what kicked off his murder-suicide

@Azune Madness I think the moth might be like symbolism of the butterfly (called Psyche in Greek, meaning spirit/soul and where we get psychic, inner psyche, etc). In many cultures butterflies and moths and dragonflies represent the soul at flight. But while the butterfly is a light soul, the moth (as a nocturnal creature), might be a dark soul attracted to the light of the lampshade.

The lampshade might represent his goal or bright idea. Everyone has seen bugs beat fruitlessly at lightbulbs, drawn to that artificial light and killing themselves as they beat against the glass. So he (the singer) has blind determination to kill that woman and then himself. He thinks what he's doing is an act of light and right and nothing personal; he's just retaliating against her for what his mother did to him as a kid. But it's wrong and self-destructive and a false light.

Real-life serial killers have done this sort of thing, going after people who remind them of people who did them wrong before, thinking it's their calling or that they were Chosen to purge the world of wicked people. Since it's a murder-suicide, the singer ends his life as well. The moth, or dark soul, set free.

I'm just guessing. I like the song anyway, even if I did just make myself way too depressed. :P

@murfeel1 That interpretation is a lot more interesting, nice. And yeah this song isn't exactly one you'd listen to at a party haha I'm sure people would think there's a screw loose if you even recommend them it.

@Azune Madness I just sent my mother Voltaire's discography. She's very religious and I can't wait to hear what she has to say. I started her out with Oh Lord (Wake the Dead). She might disown me for that song alone. :P Screws loose indeed! XD

murfeel1 I know this is a year later but I don't think their is much behind the moth line...Because we know the character of the song is schizophrenic which would make their reality...Special to say the least

I'd love to make a movie based on this song.

Well ... Habitually, I have no problem to understand a song in English, even if my native language is not English, but can someone explain me the meaning of this song please ?

@***** Oh ... Sweet story

@MrLednard Telling him to kill himself actually.

@Morgan Greg He is talking to himself in this.

@Morgan Greg To me it looks like he was molested by his mother, he sees someone who looks like the mother who molested him and that's where the chorus kicks in "It's nothing personal" he knows this person is not his mother but his mind is so messed up with he has to kill her anyway. Then he kills himself after killing her.

I believe he's talking to himself about killing himself.

It saddens me that this song has so little views and likes when its one of my favourites

Thank you! He is so under-rated and so is this song and most of his music. He is better than most of the stuff they turn out today.

I know the song came out ages before the film I'll mention....

But, gee whiz. This vaguely reminds me of the Masters Of Horror film Chocolate. It's so hard to pinpoint why. Voltaire, you sir are a master at your craft.

Because Monsieur Voltaire puts the Dark in his Dark Cabaret songs.

"whatever it takes to escape"
Think about these words next time you judge somebody about how they choose to spend they're time.

or what crime they do.

M. N. perhaps I shall.

damn the four people who gave this wonderful song a thumbs down!

Did this really happen to him?

No, "The Chosen" was written with the premise of getting inside the mind of a serial killer and viewing things from their perspective. It's a song about a killer.

@Kyo Mao was your sister hot?

@Sakuma Eitaro oh look its a rare brand of scum

@Claude Wicked where I am a collector of rares

This is absolutely about him. In addition to being a talented musician, Voltaire also makes Ted Cruz look like an amateur.

Veriscum is dogshit. Charging ten dollars per gig

Song is not about evil dead or acid sadly :( ... "I consented?
!7:13 "

How many drugs were involved in making this song?

Can't stop thinking of Francis Dolarhyde, the "Tooth Fairy" from Tomas Harry's Red Dragon... If it was an experiment Voltaire, I dare to say it was a goddamned succeful one! Kind of gives me the creeps...

I was trying to think of an intelligent way to say I agree with this aside from "This!!!" but I couldn't, so I will simply respond with just that.
This!!!

Yessss I totally agree! It suits so much to Francis....

I love this song!

i dream of covering this at my school

i completely forgot about that part. XD

With the color of the trimming on your jacket in your picture, it almost looks like a giant head with tiny arms and legs. I looked closer but it still kinda looks like it some times when I come to this video

+Blake Rhoades it's from AQW, a browser MMO RPG where Voltaire is featured as a character every friday he 13th XD

@Baribo Bangito I remember it, but when I made that comment, I think I was on a phone and couldn't really see it. It looked super weird. :D

+Robert Graham They're talking about +Tony Lyle's profile picture.

Hey, ok so I was trying to look up Born Bad and Aniversary, but I cant find them on the lair of voltaire has he ever posted those?

Ya,so like

LYRICS IN GERMAN: Letzte Nacht eine Motte kam an mein Bett und füllte meine müde, müde Kopf mit schrecklichen Geschichten von euch, kann ich nicht glauben, es ist wahr, aber dann wird der Lampenschirm lächelte mir gesagt 'glauben', sagte er 'zu glauben. " Ich möchte, dass Sie wissen, es ist nichts Persönliches Erste Mal, dass ich Sex hatte, war ich drei erstmals Zustimmung, wurde dreizehn wenn Sie nicht da waren, erinnern Sie mich an die Hände Rosen sind rot, Veilchen sind blau, wenn ich schizophren, dann Ich bin zu was auch immer es zu entkommen Ich hoffe, Sie verstehen, warum bin ich gezwungen, Ihr Leben in die Hand zu nehmen meine ich möchte Sie wissen, findet, es ist nichts Persönliches, und obwohl wir noch nie getroffen habe, habe ich das Bild in einer Million gesehen wachen Augen träumt sie nennen mich 'mich frei. " Habe ich auch immer Sie sagen, du siehst aus wie meine Mutter verließ sie mir einmal in einem Supermarkt ich mir selbst versprochen, dass ich nie wieder so zu fühlen ... habe ich dir jemals gesagt, du siehst aus wie meine liebe alte Mutter, die ich hoffe, Sie verstehen Deshalb bin ich gezwungen, mein Leben in Ihrem Namen zu nehmen ich möchte Sie wissen, es ist nichts alle gleich und wenn wir uns noch nie getroffen habe, habe ich das Bild in einer Million wachen Augen gesehen träumt sie nennen mich 'gesetzt mich frei. " Letzte Nacht eine Motte kam an mein Bett und füllte meine müde, müde Kopf mit schrecklichen Geschichten von euch, ich kann es nicht glauben, ich kann nicht glauben, es ist wahr, aber dann wird der Lampenschirm lächelte mir gesagt 'glauben', sagte er "glauben" Ich möchte Sie wissen, es ist nichts Persönliches Ich hoffe, Sie verstehen, warum bin ich gezwungen, Ihr Leben in die Hand zu nehmen meine ich, dass Sie wissen, es ist nichts Persönliches, und obwohl wir noch nie getroffen habe, die ich gesehen habe Ihre Bild in einem Millionen wachen Augen träumt sie nennen mich 'mich frei. " Ich hoffe, Sie verstehen, warum bin ich gezwungen, mein Leben in Ihrem Namen zu nehmen ich möchte Sie wissen, es ist nichts, alle gleich und auch wenn wir uns nie getroffen habe, habe ich das Bild in einer Million Wachen gesehen träumt du bist Augen sie anrufen, um mir 'mich frei. " es ist nicht leicht, die der gewählte es ist nicht leicht, die gewählt, es ist nicht leicht, die gewählt, es ist nicht leicht, wobei die gewählte

Month Old Marinara
Lyrics in actual, grammatically correct german:
Letzte Nacht kam eine Motte an mein Bett
Und füllte meinen müden, matten Kopf
Mit schrecklichen Geschichten von dir, ich kann nicht glauben, dass es wahr ist
Doch dann lächelte der Lampenschirm mir zu
Er sagte 'glaube', er sagte 'glaube'
Ich möchte, dass du weißt, es ist nichts persönliches
Das erste Mal, als ich Sex hatte, war ich Drei
Das erste Mal mit Einverständnis Dreizehn
Obwohl du nicht dort warst, erinnerst du mich an jene Hände
Rosen sind rot, Veilchen sind blau,
wenn ich schizophren bin, bin ich es auch
Was immer es braucht, um zu entkommen
Ich hoffe, du verstehst, warum ich gezwungen bin, dein Leben in meine Hand zu nehmen
Ich möchte, dass du weißt, es ist nichts persönliches
Und obwohl wir uns nie begegnet sind, habe ich dein Abbild in Millionen von Wachträumen gesehen
Deine Augen, sie rufen mir zu 'befreie mich'
Habe ich dir je gesagt, dass du wie meine Mutter aussiehst?
Sie hat mich einmal in einem Supermarkt zurückgelassen
Ich habe mir selbst versprochen, dass ich mich nie wieder so fühlen würde
... Habe ich dir je gesagt, dass du wie meine liebe, alte Mutter aussiehst?
Ich hoffe, du verstehst, warum ich gezwungen bin, mein Leben in deinem Namen zu nehmen
Ich möchte, dass du weißt, nichts ist ein- und dasselbe
Und obwohl wir uns nie begegnet sind, habe ich dein Abbild in Millionen von Wachträumen gesehen
Deine Augen, sie rufen mir zu 'befreie mich'
Letzte Nacht kam eine Motte an mein Bett
Und füllte meinen müden, matten Kopf
Mit schrecklichen Geschichten von dir, ich kann es nicht glauben, ich kann nicht glauben, dass es wahr ist
Doch dann lächelte der Lampenschirm mir zu
Er sagte 'glaube', er sagte 'glaube'
Ich möchte, dass du weißt, es ist nichts persönliches
Ich hoffe, du verstehst, warum ich gezwungen bin, dein Leben in meine Hand zu nehmen
Ich möchte, dass du weißt, es ist nichts persönliches
Und obwohl wir uns nie begegnet sind, habe ich dein Abbild in Millionen von Wachträumen gesehen
Deine Augen, sie rufen mir zu 'befreie mich'
Ich hoffe, du verstehst, warum ich gezwungen bin, mein Leben in deinem Namen zu nehmen
Ich möchte, dass du weißt, nichts ist ein- und dasselbe
Und obwohl wir uns nie begegnet sind, habe ich dein Abbild in Millionen von Wachträumen gesehen
Deine Augen, sie rufen mir zu 'befreie mich'
Es ist nicht leicht, der Auserwählte zu sein
Es ist nicht leicht, der Auserwählte zu sein
Es ist nicht leicht, der Auserwählte zu sein
Es ist nicht leicht, der Auserwählte zu sein

Month Old Marinara You probably ran the lyrics he provided through google translator, and that might fool somebody who doesn't know a single word in german, but not a native german speaker.

:( Well, that sucks... I can't get your album on iTunes. It's not available in the Netherlands. Apple sucks! At least I do have the actual CD... Signed and all! Still love this album!
Greetings from your non-goth fan!

does anyone know the chords for this song ?

roses are red violets are blue I'm not paranoid, wait! who are you?!

im your mom.

i'm not schizophrenic. how about you?
i don't think i am.

Roses are red,
Violets are blue,
If I'm schizophrenic,
Then I am too.

-Voltaire, 2012

Hey, I'd come to both! It's just too bad you play at 18+ normally.

Voltaire, I know you probably get tired of, or get annoyed by, all the requests for where you should tour or do concerts... But I have a suggestion.

I know some other fans, and I could spread your name among my friends. I would just love to know if you would ever consider doing a show somewhere in Kentucky? You could probably get a great turnout somewhere like Louisville, or Lexington.

Voltaire, you don't have any fans anywhere... You have only followers and worshipers, as you are a God and a Prophet in the World of Music.

I would try to induct people more people but I don't have any friends.

Wait no I just inducted someone nvm.

I think it is more of the case of ur fans being scattered, i would come if u were near fl

You know, I never thought you would reply to a comment of mine, except to call me an annoying twat, but to tell me that you'd love to visit the country where I live? Damn, it's like I've died and gone to hell.

He covered that in "Ask Voltaire" #2, or #3, I think. Write music. Work on making the art, and then everything that comes with that will follow.

This advice is given under the assumption that you have yet to actually start writing a song, so no offense is meant if you already have. But don't take it from me, I'm just a fellow fan. Go ahead and watch the videos!

volt, I dont know what it is but for the longest time now I've been addicted to your music I've listend to nothing but your stuff for about a week now lol any tips for someone wanting to write music ?

Prety sure hes already married already

I would love to visit Malaysia! ; )

I would like that but I doubt I have many fans there...

Voltaire do you planning or wanting to do a show in Israel?
I'm not sure who many fans you have here but I now several how wold like you to come to show in Israel.

@The Lair of Voltaire, I'd just like to ask, if you've ever thought of doing a show in Malaysia? Probably not a very lucrative idea, since I believe i'm your only fan here, but...you know.

... Marry me? Hah. Love your lyrics, fantastic to see the twisted side coming out and you do it so well!

Aurelio Voltaire, men u are the best, and i love your music :)

Rare are the songs which give me shivers. This one did.

Good ole Voltaire, I never could stay away from this stuff

well I like to imagine what the sequences would be like for different songs in musicals, and this one never fails to be a pretty huge mindfuck. I mean, has anyone actually sat down and listened to the fucking lyrics?!

I have, and oh god...

Glad to see an artist acknowledge this. As a student in an entertainment major I know that the promoter really does take all the financial risk for a concert.

So much about this song just started making sense.

You should do a "Draw My Life" video.

Sine Streete yeah! Definitely!

i would really like to know the chords for this song, i can't find them anywhere & i'd really like to be able to play this song

Uhm yes please!

Your voice is simply amazing, it gives me goosebumps. Great song, keep it up! <3 :D

Maybe try coming with Fan Expo? That's a HUGE event here and could be great for bringing in new fans in the Vancouver area. I can always be hopeful :P The problem with going out to Toronto is that flying within Canada is $1000's of dollars. :(

I have many times in the past however, the Vancouver shows were not that well attended the last time I was up there. Toronto on the other hand, always sells out... so I've leaned away from playing in Vancouver so as not to make the promoters there take a financial risk on a show.

so good guy voltaire you even think at financial partners ^^ keep up the good work.

Hi Voltaire! I was wondering.. do you ever tour up and into Canada? Specifically Vancouver? :P

I don't have a favorite song of yours, they are all awesome (I identify with "When you're evil"). But I really like "Good Night, Demonslayer".
Correct me if I'm wrong, but it talks about someone (father/uncle/whatever) who, instead of try to tell a kid that monsters do not exist, encourages him to think he is some kind of hero that defeat them. When I was a kid, I felt bad because my parents did not believed me. This song shows exact what all parents should do: believe it.
Am I right?

Thanks, I appreciate that. We all have bad experiences. I believe that you either defeat your inner demons and put them to work for you.. or you become their slave. I prefer to do the former rather than the latter. ; )

You are so wonderful. You have grown to be a man that is to be admired and emulated, at least as far as I am concerned
My eyes are literately tearing up right now and I am thinking "now way, now way, now way" as I think of a kid like you being put through something like that. You are one hell of a strong person if you came out like this after something like that. I admire you greatly.
I hope you never falter in your awesomeness, but I send love and strength toward you either way.

So ironic that such a beautiful peaceful melody goes with such depressing lyrics.

I love this song and the topic

I love the lyrics in this!
Roses are red, violets are blue
if I'm schizophrenic, then I am too
whatever it takes to escape

Can't say I really understood anything to this song but it's good anyway :)

This SONG.

it's one of my favourites

What was the result?

So here I was, painting away while listening to your album with my headphones up to the last, and an ad comes on and nearly blows my eardrums. Not bad, all things considering, that the last sounds I would have heard would be Voltaire

I have to admit, out of all of your songs this is the one that sets with me all night, playing and replaying in my head. I don't know if that's good or bad, but I have to admit I love it. Makes work super easy when working with mouthbreathers. It's not easy being the chosen.

For many years, I had thought that this song was from the perspective of someone with schizophrenia. But there's something underneath all of that, something dark that prods at the dark areas of humanity. Brilliant Voltaire.

I don't have a favorite but I tend to get excited about the most recent one. Tours are listed here: voltaire(dot)net/calendar

It's literal and based on personal experience.

Dear Voltaire
I gotta ask, so here goes... not sure if it's right to ask a musician but of all your albums which is your favorite cuz the devil's bris is by far my favorite and If your answering that what are your favorite songs you've done.
Curious fan!
PS... any tours coming up? i've seen your live performances and they are wonderful!

oh voltaire you so awesome

it's a Voltaire song ! as unique as all another Voltaire's songs and lyrics.

This...this is pretty dark in a completely amazing, wonderful way. Holy crap.

Well, they kill mostly because of sexual excitation during the killing, they like it because if felt good. Sometimes because of the voices in the head, but killer with schizophrenia and with hearing and visual hallucinations is pretty rare.
But sometimes they have violent temper and psychotic dementia at the same time. They just kill, because they like it or they want others to suffer like themselves did.
Still awesome song, one of my favorites.
And sorry for being bore.

I really like this song. One of the best IMO. :-)

This makes biology homework so much more fun.

I offer this to any players looking to portray any member of clan Malkavian.

That...
Is f*cking briliant.
Carry on, good sir. Carry on.

although this was about the mindset of a serial killer it was such a calm song

It's an experiment in getting into the mind of a serial killer and trying to understand how they justify their actions to themselves.

I'm extremely curious as to the motivation for this song...

lol 69 likes

Wow. This song reminds me of the Masters Of Horror film "Chocolate". This predates it by a few years though. One of my favorite tunes of Voltaire's. (along with "Dunce", "The Man Upstairs", "Innocent", and "Accordion Player.")

Two words come to my mind when listening to this song: sanity and reality. Such loose words they are for we cannot see, hear or smell the world through our skulls. Flawed as they are; our eyes, ears and noses let us experience "reality" which then is processed by our equally flawed minds. In such circumstances who are we to define "sanity"?

I think it's about a guy who has been plagued by visions of the perfect woman. He sees her and he looks for things that would be wrong with her, such as how she reminds him of his mother abandoning him. He is schizophrenic, wanting both to kill himself and the woman. His emotions finally fill to the point where he kills himself and the woman while trying to comfort her, saying that he is releasing her from him and from life. I think either he was chosen by fate, or she was chosen by him.

Nope, its normal for the Voltaire fans.

Is it strange that I can picture a lot of morbid/surreal images while listening to this song?

not necessarily........ Plus internet screen-names don't exactly accurately reflect the person behind them =/