Seven Sins Lyrics by Ren S'al y'chil v'nathra w'en, Be d'or o'v'n w'en, Mai v'n'esk'n teym l'on hen, A'ma y'chor w'rk o'v'ren _______________________ llness is my teacher It broke my smile My bones feel old Here lies the body of Ren ______________________________In effect it's Rens obituary I lay broken on the kitchen floor I clawed at the laminate Pain wandered my body An uninvited guest Bones of a home where the devil could rest I cursed the gods, Cursed my messiah, Cursed my maker I cursed all of creation Where I lay, Feeble and thin, Sick boy, sick boy, Suffer my sin Have you ever felt pain? Stomach wrenching, Unrelenting Tell me, Have you ever felt pain? Condescending, Muscles clenching, Tell me, Have you ever felt pain? A rose emerges from the pavement cracked I’ll write my eulogy with broken glass Eternal parallax Pain Pain the author, I accept this Pain the teacher, Bruised apprentice Pain resists, Pain will come Pain the mother, I’m the son Pain that splits you, And two when it hits you The dark and the light all converge to one Pain that twists you, The heavens dismiss you The father, the ghost, And the holy son Body bags, body bags, Body bagging me Zip it up quick, If things don’t be I search for peace In the belly of a beast Sick boy, sick boy, Onomatopoeia Running up a fever, Following a leader Wanna be me, huh? Grasses and greener Bright lights, Seizure, Dynamite dealer Dine at the table Of the coroner, E-top fuck Thirteen years, And I’ve been feeling so stark Lucky number thirteen, Just my luck Empires tumble, Rumble and dust The universe shrinks, And the planets come bust In God we trust, God tied a noose to his neck, And he walked to the edge, And he jumped Angels wept, I bear witness, Watching the whole thing Unfold from my bed A bed where I never deep rest A bed where I’m always depressed A bed with a human old crest A bed for a tomb where I slept A bed in the room That’s a womb for this mess Sick boy, Bitten by a tick boy Tell me how it feels To be buried while you breathe Stones and sticks, boy Pain is a gift, boy Hard to make you stand When you crawl on your knees And I kneel I kneel at the altar Of my own disease, And I beg I beg the sky for mercy mercy never came I dip me dirty, 33 and hurting Cursing Jesus died at 33, And stole my sins A lurking gears returning Future stays uncertain, Surgeon incision Murder ambition, Fear of the unknown Preserves a religion Dean asked the gods When my body went missing Back then, The pain spray ricocheted Like a Mac-10 Hot lead hit the bed That was trapped in Red wings seraphim Out of God’s grace Cried tears from heaven Like Clapton Stick pins in the voodoo, Hendrick Stick skin stay humble, Kendrick Stay scared, Protect the biometrics Blood stained crime scene, Forensic Lights on, Lights out Fade into the background So down, So down Running from the silhouette Of self-doubt Bye now, Bye now Really should’ve figured This shit out Lights on, Lights out (Smackdown) Let it be, Let it be Quote John Lennon Click-clack, John got shot for attention What does that tell you About the good of intentions? Bitterness formed In a storm of aggression Prophets get dropped [?] Six, six, Followed by six, seven, seven Build them, praise them, Bury them dead I was born to be half a man With half a chance My heart is in half, Half righteous, Half is damned Half a gram, Heart goes, Troubles end Thoughts stay darker than Uruk-hai master plan Sharper than Glass jars splinter and Sinner man, sinner man Irony could kill a man He makes money When the music lands, Expand Pay me my G’s, Rain down Parmesan Followed by seven, Seven whole sins For a self-made Armageddon Sin one, pride, pride makes a man kill a man forbid ego to survive Sin two, Lost, Lost makes the grass look greener, Crucifies trust Sin three, Gluttony, Humans consume and consume, Planet Earth gets a frontal lobotomy Four, Sloth, Rinse and repeat, Reruns repeat, Time lost Sin five, Envy, That’s when one man’s win Is another man’s frenzy Sin six, Wrath, Rage, Vengeance, Killers, Psychopaths Sin seven, Greed, Greed plants a seed That will destroy us all If we succumb to greed Then take more than we need, then our oceans will bleed Still, we feed and we feed and we sleep and repeat Then we exile the shepherds and follow the sheep We inherit the mean We inherit this world that we bruised and we beat We inherit this vanity, circles of greed Inherit the liars, the murderous thieves One sin for every one day of the week
I'm sorry about this after all the effort you went through, but if it was a couple of errors it wouldn't be a problem. However, those lyrics have a lot of errors and it didn't feel right to leave them that way. So here they are without the Welsh part as I don't speak the language and cannot verify. I lay broken on the kitchen floor I clawed at the laminate Pain wandered my body - an uninvited guest Bones are a home where the devil could rest I cursed the gods, cursed my messiah, cursed my maker, I cursed all of creation There I lay, feeble and thin Sick boi, sick boi, seven my sins Have you ever felt pain? Stomach wrenching, unrelenting, tell me... Have you ever felt pain? Condescending, muscles clenching, tell me... Have you ever felt pain? A rose emerges from the pavement cracks To write my eulogy with broken glass Eternal parallax, pain Pain the author, I accept this Pain the teacher, bruised apprentice Pain the resisting, pain will come Pain the mother, I'm the son Pain that splits you in two when it hits you The dark and the light are converged to one Pain that twists you, the Heavens dismiss you The Father, the Ghost, and the Holy Son Body bags, body bags, body-baggin' me Zip it up quick if things don't be I search for peace in the belly of a beast Sick boi, sick boi, onomatopoeia Running up a fever, followin' the leader Wanna be me, ha? Grass isn't greener Bright light seizure, dynamite dealer Dine at the table of the coroner, eat up, fuck Thirteen years and I've been feelin' so stuck, lucky number 13 - just my luck (shi) Empires tumble, rubbles and dust The universe shrinks and the planets combust (bla) In God we trust God tied a noose to his neck and he walked to the edge and jumped Angels wept And I beared witness watching the whole thing unfold from my bed A bed where I never deep rest, a bed where I'm always depressed A bed with a human oppressed A bed for the tomb where I slept A bed in this room that's a womb for this mess Sick boi, bitten by a tick boi, tell me how it feels to be buried while you breathe (bla) Stones and sticks, boi, pain is a gift, boi, hard to make a stand when you crawl on your knees and I kneel I kneel at the altar of my own disease and I beg I begged the sky for mercy Mercy never came, life did me dirty Thirty-three and hurting, cursing Jesus died at 33 and still, my sins are lurking Gears are turning, future stays uncertain Surgeon incision, murder ambition Fear of the unknown preserves a religion Denounced the gods when my body went missing Back then the pain sprayed ricocheted like a MAC-10 Hot lead hit the bed I was trapped in Red wings, seraphim, one of God's grace Cried tears from Heaven like Clapton Stick pins in a voodoo, Hendrix Thick skin, stay humble - Kendrick Stay skeptic, check the biometrics Bloodstain crime scene, forensics Lights on, lights out Fade into the background Slow down, slow down Runnin' from the silhouette of self-doubt By now, by now Really should've figured this shit out Lights on, lights out Smackdown Let it be, let it be, quote John Lennon Click-clack, John got shot for attention What does that tell you about the good of intentions? Bitterness formed in the storm of aggression Prophets get dropped, imagining heaven Martin Luther, Mahatma deadend 6, 6 followed by 6, and 7 Build 'em, praise 'em, bury 'em, dead 'em I was born to be half a man with half a chance My heart is in half, half-righteous, half is damned And half a gram Heart goes, troubles end, Thoughts stay darker than Uruk-Hai's masterplan Sharper than glass, shards splinter and Sinner man, sinner man, irony could kill a man Pain makes money when the music lands, expand Pay me my cheese, rain down parmesan 6 followed by 7 7 whole sins for a self-made armageddon Sin 1: Pride Pride makes a man kill a man for his ego to survive Sin 2: Lust Lust makes the grass look greener - crucifies trust Sin 3: Gluttony Humans consume and consume, planet Earth gets a frontal lobotomy 4: Sloth Rinse and repeat, reruns repeat, time lost Sin 5: Envy That's when one man's win is an another man's frenzy Sin 6: Wrath Rage, vengeance, kill it - psychopath Sin 7: Greed Greed plants a seed that will destroy us all if we succumb to greed If we take what we need, then take more than we need, then our oceans will bleed Still, we feed and we feed and we sleep and repeat Then we exile the shepherds and follow the sheep We inherit the meek/mean We inherit this world that we bruised and we beat We inherit this vanity, circles of greed Inherit the liars, the murderous thieves One sin for every one day of the week
I only speak one language, but have a roommate who is fluent in maybe four, so I often hear conversations and have no idea what is being said. I am jealous, but she is well traveled also and I am not. She does teach my granddaughter Spanish which I love! You are right though, it’s so funny watching reactors perplexed on how to react to a bit of a different language. It’s also sad that I’ve lived with my roommate for fifteen years and understand zero amount of Spanish, yet my seven year old granddaughter understands so much of it. It’s embarrassing to admit that!!
The language in the beginning is actually welch. Ren was born is Wales, moved to Brighton, and now in Canada getting stem cell treatments for his Lyme disease.
I am so sorry I was late to this one. It was posted when I was sleeping. Ren said that this was just going to be an intro for the album. But, it continued to grow and became what it is today. I think that it is a PERFECT way to start this album.
Anime shirts 😂and it’s welsh. Ren’s native tongue!! Im here for all the reactions But please do blind eyed by ren and sam thompkins (any version but the live-for a first watch) And 1990’s by ren (the lyric video cos i know you two will dig the nostalgia!)
Another form of pain is the mental and emotional pain. On top of the illness that you know is there you have drs (who are believed to be there to help you) gaslighting you into believing the pain is not there and its just a problem with your mind. They gaslight you into believing your batshit crazy when your not. So on top of the pain you feel physically you also feel pain mentally cause of everything going on in your life. Your whole life is centered around pain. How do i feel right this second? Physically its a good day (still pain but its manageable. Think of it like a skinned knee that hurts all the time. Its manageable and you can keep going.) Mentally its a bad day (so much anxiety and depression that you cant manage to move.) Emotionally its a horrible day (your on the verge of tears nearly every second of the day and even if someone says hi to you your sobbing like a baby. And you dont know why!) When your life is so full of pain there is not a second that goes by that you dont feel some type of pain. You are forced to find some type of strength from somewhere or something in order to stay sane enough that you dont die. Often times people rely on the pain to give them strength because they know for a guaranteed fact that its going to be there no matter what. Knowing something is there always gives you hope that there is something out there that doesnt let me down and leave me like other things or people
I don't Know if you know Rens Story but this Song is about the Pain Ren was in for Years, and is still in, with Undiagnosed Lyme Disease, he was Misdiagnosed for many Years leaving him Bed Bound and in Constant Pain, its only in the last fews years he has got the Correct Treatment but he's been left with Permanent Physical and Mental problems because the Disease was left untreated for years, in Canada at the Moment getting Specialist Treatment, all the while Writing and Releasing Music when he feels well enough
Clicked play and saw you were sitting the wrong way round hahaa, then noticed the text was backwards, then spotted it moving. YES you caught my attention!!! Great reaction as always!! I love how this song has so many flow and beat switches and somehow it holds together so damn well!!! Consume consume we do it in plain sight of each other and we keep doing it because we always need more!! The toilet humour pain was funny!!! And YES, always make sure to go and touch grass or sit in the sun in the REAL WORLD!! This was the funniest whole azz show u done for a while!! Loved it!!
I was trying to grab some attention lmao! Thank you for watching and this is one of our favorites as well. Consumption is a rough characteristic for sure. We just continue to be us, I (Dustin) have always been a person with a goofy but straight forward attitude.
Another way to look at pain the mother im the son is mothers (parents in general) are guides and nurturers to their children. Pain being the mother could indicate that its his guide and almost like his nurturer cause he has learned so much while being in pain.
