#'i wear this crown of thorns upon my liar's chair full of broken thoughts i cannot repair'

[psychicpinenut]

the urge to make a jane gifset with the lyrics to hurt by nine inch nails (johnny cash cover)

[marshmellin]

Tell me this isn’t Sauron/Mairon:

…

Try to kill it all away

But I remember everything

What have I become?

My sweetest friend

Everyone I know goes away

In the end

And you could have it all

My empire of dirt

I will let you down

I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of thorns

Upon my liar's chair

Full of broken thoughts

I cannot repair

Beneath the stains of time

The feelings disappear

You are someone else

I'm still right here

What have I become?

My sweetest friend

Everyone I know goes away

In the end

And you could have it all

My empire of dirt

I will let you down

I will make you hurt

If I could start again

A million miles away

I would keep myself

I would find a way

[hydraheartbreaker]

I wear this crown of thorns

upon my liars chair,

full of broken thoughts

I cannot repair.

~ nine inch nails

[melodywritesstuff]

Have you ever listened to "Hurt" by Johnny Cash while thinking about Rhy Maresh? Because apparently I have and... Ouch.

I hurt myself today To see if I still feel I focus on the pain The only thing that's real

The needle tears a hole The old familiar sting Try to kill it all away But I remember everything

...

I wear this crown of thorns Upon my liar's chair Full of broken thoughts I cannot repair

Beneath the stains of time The feelings disappear You are someone else I'm still right here

[evereverest2]

this post is directed at @sentientgolfball and golfball only bc it was too long to put in a text

if that doesn’t deter u just know ur about to be super confused unless ur golfball

IDC IF U DONT VIBE TO HURT BY JOHNNY CASH IM TELLING YOU ITS ABEL AND HERES WHY:

1) johnny cash is a cowboy and so is abel it’s perfect that’s it

jk

2) ok im gonna break down each fucking lyric

“I hurt myself today / To see if I still feel / I focus on the pain / The only thing that's real”

ok these are just the first lyrics but let me paint u a picture. imagine those centuries between anson and abel broke up and got back together, those tumultuous ~500 years. abel’s father is more than dead, he probably doesn’t have many friends, and even if he does he lives in orc town and orcs have a short lifespan. abel is immortal and he is lonely.

“The needle tears a hole / The old familiar sting / Try to kill it all away / But I remember everything”

dw the lyrics will get stronger but for now imagine instead of this “hurt” cash is putting on himself it’s abel “relapsing” by killing somebody. imagine he grows weak and just desires one comfort in his island of loneliness

“What have I become? / My sweetest friend / Everyone I know goes away / In the end”

what has he become in this period of lonelieness? a shell of that adventuring cowboy who saved the world with his bf, his bf, the god of love, who taught him what love meant. but he went away, and everyone died except him. in the end, everyone leaves.

“And you could have it all / My empire of dirt / I will let you down / I will make you hurt”

abel has nothing, just himself. his empire of dirt refers to having nothing truly valuable. i think i can see abel saying “i will make you hurt” as an admission of his weakness to his vampire half, that anyone he befriend will not only die anyway, but runs the risk of being killed by him if he gets too weak.

“I wear this crown of thorns / Upon my liar's chair / Full of broken thoughts / I cannot repair”

now i imagine that this isn’t HIS crown of thorns, but anson’s. imagine it’s something he once owned, a relic. these next few stanzas i like to imagine abel wandering an abandoned church of Anmori, looking at the idolatrine. his liar’s chair is anson’s, bc anson promised to be with him forever.

“Beneath the stains of time / The feelings disappear / You are someone else / I'm still right here”

oh my god bro. come on. YOU ARE SOMEONE ELSE, I AM STILL RIGHT HERE. anson is a GOD, doing his best for his people, and abel has no where else to go. god.

then there’s the chorus again and then

“If I could start again / A million miles away / I would keep myself / I would find a way”

i’ll let u interpret this one. what would abel do differently if he could?

ugh them bro them do yoU EVER THINK ABOUT THEM?? HOW ANGSTY THEY ARE??? BEFORE THEY MAKE EACH OTHER HAPPY AGAIN????

[aethericfist]

I wear this crown of thorns

Upon my liar's chair

Full of broken thoughts

I cannot repair

(thanks to @cantspelldragoonwithoutgoon for taking me along to the location and @pumpkinmagekupo for making the cool lyrics posts)

(obviously not canon buuut I really sorta dig the light Wonderland aesthetic this throne room has)

(Song is Hurt by Johnny Cash, and the only Johnny Cash song I can play on the guitar and listen to unironically)

[laudys83]

“What have I become? My sweetest friend Everyone I know goes away In the endAnd you could have it all My empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurtI wear this crown of thorns Upon my liar's chair Full of broken thoughts I cannot repairBeneath the stains of time The feelings disappear You are someone else I'm still right here”

Hurt - Johnny Cash

Art by euphy.art (Instagram)

[detectivejigsawpines]

I wear this crown of thorns,

Upon my liar’s chair.

Full of broken thoughts

I cannot repair…

[moonlenoircrow]

I wear this crown of thorns

Upon my liar's chair

Full of broken thoughts

I cannot repair

[intensidade-livre]

Hurt

Ferir

Hurt

Eu me feri hoje I hurt myself today Para ver se eu ainda sinto To see if I still feel Eu me concentro na dor I focus on the pain A única coisa que é real The only thing that's real

A agulha abre um buraco The needle tears a hole A velha picada familiar The old familiar sting Tento eliminar tudo isso Try to kill it all away Mas eu me lembro de tudo But I remember everything

O que eu me tornei What have I become Minha mais doce amiga? My sweetest friend? Todos que eu conheço Everyone I know Vão embora no final Goes away in the end

E você poderia ter isso tudo And you could have it all Meu império de sujeira My empire of dirt Eu vou te decepcionar I will let you down Eu vou te ferir I will make you hurt

Eu uso essa coroa de espinhos I wear this crown of thorns Sobre meu trono de mentiras Upon my liar's chair Cheio de pensamentos quebrados Full of broken thoughts Que eu não posso consertar I cannot repair

Sob as manchas do tempo Beneath the stains of time Os sentimentos desaparecem The feelings disappear Você é outra pessoa You are someone else Eu ainda estou bem aqui I am still right here

O que eu me tornei What have I become Minha mais doce amiga? My sweetest friend? Todos que eu conheço Everyone I know Vão embora no final Goes away in the end

E você poderia ter isso tudo And you could have it all Meu império de sujeira My empire of dirt Eu vou te decepcionar I will let you down Eu vou te ferir I will make you hurt

Se eu pudesse começar de novo If I could start again A um milhão de milhas daqui A million miles away Eu me preservaria I would keep myself Eu encontraria uma saída I would find a way

[hitchell-mope]

Hurt by Hades and Mal.

Hades: I hurt myself today

To see if I still feel

I focus on the pain

The only thing that's real

The needle tears a hole

The old familiar sting

Try to kill it all away

But I remember everything

What have I become?

My sweetest friend

Mal: Everyone you know goes away

In the end

Hades: And you can have it all

My empire of dirt

But I let you down

Mal: yeah, you made me hurt

Hades: I wear this crown of thorns

Upon my liar's chair

Full of broken thoughts

I cannot repair

Beneath the stains of time

The feelings disappear

You are someone else

I am still right here

What have I become?

My sweetest friend

Everyone I know goes away

In the end

And you could have it all

My empire of dirt

Mal: But you let you down

Yeah you made me hurt

Hades: If I could start again

A million miles away

I would keep myself

I would find a way

[dasis]

I hurt myself today To see if I still feel I focus on the pain The only thing that's real

The needle tears a hole The old familiar sting Try to kill it all away But I remember everything

What have I become? My sweetest friend Everyone I know goes away In the end

And you could have it all My empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of thorns Upon my liar's chair Full of broken thoughts I cannot repair

Beneath the stains of time The feelings disappear You are someone else I'm still right here

What have I become? My sweetest friend Everyone I know goes away In the end

And you could have it all My empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt

If I could start again A million miles away I would keep myself I would find a way

Source: Musixmatch

Songwriters: פורר טל / Reznor,michael Trent

[loriane-elmuerto]

♫ + Joel Miller?

hurt - johnny cash

i wear this crown of thorns / upon my liar's chair / full of broken thoughts / i cannot repair

[mckitterick]

Hurt

I hurt myself today To see if I still feel I focus on the pain The only thing that's real

The needle tears a hole The old familiar sting Try to kill it all away But I remember everything

What have I become? My sweetest friend Everyone I know goes away In the end

And you could have it all My empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of thorns Upon my liar's chair Full of broken thoughts I cannot repair

Beneath the stains of time The feelings disappear You are someone else I'm still right here

What have I become? My sweetest friend Everyone I know goes away In the end

And you could have it all My empire of dirt I will let you down I will make you hurt

If I could start again A million miles away I would keep myself I would find a way

- Johnny Cash, lyrics by Trent Reznor

[fredborges98]

Johnny Cash - Hurt

Letra de Hurt (versão de Johnny Cash).

I hurt myself today

To see if I still feel

I focus on the pain

The only thing that's real

The needle tears a hole

The old familiar sting

Try to kill it all away

But I remember everything

What have I become

My sweetest friend

Everyone I know goes away

In the end

And you could have it all

My empire of dirt

I will let you down

I will make you hurt

I wear this crown of thorns

Upon my liar's chair

Full of broken thoughts

I cannot repair

Beneath the stains of time

The feelings disappear

You are someone else

I am still right here

What have I become

My sweetest friend

Everyone I know goes away

In the end

And you could have it all

My empire of dirt

I will let you down

I will make you hurt

If I could start again

A million miles away

I would keep myself

I would find a way

Hurts

Por: Fred Borges

Não há como negar, a dor nos traz amadurecimento, nos atrai rugas e rusgas, deixa cicatrizes, nos congela a alma e depois derretemos e passamos rapidamente a recolher nosso amalgama que foi expelido pelo nosso vulcão e temos que correr contra o tempo, caso contrário petrificados ficamos e aí será tarde demais...tarde para qualquer coisa...acho que por isso Hemingway escolheu o velho e o mar, a velhisse traz a experiência mas também trazem as dores, os vícios, os desamores, e nada material faz sentido sem o amor, sem a dor, sem o mar de um anzol que penetra na pele e você tem que arrancá-lo, o sangue é derramado, corremos para estancá-lo, caso contrário nos esvaimos, desvaimos,nos esvaziamos, e o vazio nos deprime, nos angustia, nos torna amargo, o amálgama se encontra com o mar, o vapor sublime sublima é a ação, vazio é necessário mas o mar nos renova, nos salga, salga a alma,nos densifica,nos aprofunda, nos rejuvenesce como a Santiago. Redenção acontece, milagres acontecem, mas acontecem todos os dias, nós que não prestamos atenção...estúpido é o homem que faz do extraordinário, o ordinário, do natural, o comum e do comum o normal, normaliza tudo ao seu redor, faz da vida uma planície sem montanhas, um mar sem ondas, sem curvas,sem peixes e ondas e peixes tem muito a nos ensinar, ao velho, ao jovem, o mar!

“ ‘A sua escolha inicial [do peixe-espada] fora se esconder nas água escuras e profundas, para além de todos os laços, armadilhas e traições. A minha escolha fora procurá-lo onde jamais alguém ousara ir.’ Sim, onde jamais alguém ousara ir. E agora estavam ligados um ao outro e assim se encontravam desde o meio-dia. E não havia ninguém para ajudar nem a um nem a outro.” (p. 44 do livro: O velho e o mar de Ernest Hemingway)

Portanto, estejamos amarrados no nosso cais, nada mais...quando houverem crises...crises emocionais...por mais racionais que sejamos...precisamos de amarração...nem sempre teremos o amar em ação...portanto amarração!E tudo dói! Crescer dói...amar dói...solidão dói...machuca,"IT HURTS"!

[ahmad-a-elsawy]

I wear this crown of thorns

Upon my liar's chair

Full of broken thoughts

I cannot repair