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Black-Clad Auntie
[Verse 1]
When the paths come to a dead end, you will have to climb down into that pit
In these webs of the black-clad auntie, pay with your rebellious head
Stand guard or steal, you call the shots yourself
The question is - who among us is the devil incarnate?
Bones on the cross or run away - it's a matter of honor
Don't joke with the auntie, they call Death the auntie, honor the auntie
Without her there's no meaning in the world, the sun wouldn't shine, and the Earth wouldn't spin.
Hammer together a box, forgive me lord, forgive me lord
So, was it hard to carry our cross uphill?
[Chorus]
The spades suit is my passion
Black-clad auntie, let me hug and kiss you
Get to work, and it suits your scythe perfectly
Everyone goes to sleep, and it doesn't matter if you go out alone or they shoot you
She'll tick the checkbox, she doesn't give a fuck
Black-clad auntie, the abyss is her mouth
[Verse 2]
Whether you slipped off on your own or you were pushed off the ledge - the investigation and the autopsy will sort it out
In the meantime, a chalk outline is drawn on the pavement, yeah, you're marked off
Covered in earth, your name inscribed on a stone
And the date of your meeting with auntie is written in the black ledger
Written in the notebook
The world won't notice your disappearance, it won't wither
The smell of raw soil will come from your mouth
Black-clad auntie, yeah, in her veins are the tears of mothers, fathers, and brothers
The black-clad auntie will knock on your door too
My respects
Dear Auntie, hello, yes, Auntie, hello
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### Song analysis translated from original at https://www.songtell.com/ru/gio-pika/tyotka-chyornoj-masti ###
The song "Black-Clad Auntie" by Gio Pika explores the theme of the criminal world and its consequences that accompany its participants. The lyrics describe a world where coming to a dead end is inevitable, and the only option is face the consequences headfirst. The "Black-Clad Auntie" is a metaphor for death as a consequence of illegal actions. The personification of death as a woman in a black dress represents the danger and power of the criminal world, which the protagonist finds himself.
The first verse explains how when someone falls into a trap, the only way out is to face the consequences of their own choices. The lyrics also imply that everyone is capable of evil, as seen in the line "who among us is the devil incarnate". The line "without her, there's no meaning in life" hints that death might be the only way to escape the life of a criminal.
The chorus expresses a fascination with the power and excitement of the criminal world, represented by the "spade" in the song. The protagonist romanticizes death, feeling that it would be a poetic end to his life as a criminal. The line "the abyss is her mouth" refers to the idea that death is a black hole, devouring and destroying everything.
The second verse continues to explore the life consequences of a criminal life, painting a bleak picture of the future of those who find themselves on this path. The line "the smell of raw soil will come from your mouth" describes the potential fate of the protagonist, dying young and being buried in an unmarked grave. The line "in her veins are the tears of mothers, fathers, and brothers" implies that death is a universal equalizer, and that the families of crime victims will grieve just the same.
In all, "Black-Clad Auntie" is a song that explores the themes of crime, death, and despair. The protagonist confronts the consequences of his own choices and confronts the harsh reality of life in the world where death is often the only way to escape a criminal life. The song serves as a warning and lesson for those who might be tempted to become involved in the criminal world.