iamLyric

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Category : Entertainment, art

After all this time, so many videos and a full concert, there are still questions concerning the exactitude of the iamamiwhoami lyrics. However, I’ve decided to give it a try and post what a final look upon them might be. I’m posting the lyrics in the order of the concert songs. There’s a reason for which they’ve decided to arrange them this way. Sometimes, instead of listening to the concert again, I only read the lyrics as a story. They do make sense.

The way the present themselves at this moment is a result of a combination of the studio and concert versions, both in video and mp3. Missing bits or misunderstood words are highlighted.

u-1

A quien le coresponda

You gave me life
In return I’ll just pretend
You can watch it burn
In the ashes of your town
In the ashes of your town
We would build it back down

You gave me life
We would build it back down
In the ashes of your town
In the ashes of your town
We would build it back down

B

There it was, a land of decay
We should pack our things and run away
Rest in the quicksand
Shoulder to shoulder, hand in hand
Sink slowly now, take flight
Let the silence take us at daylight
Take a deep breath as we go, as we go

Wanting higher
Wanting higher up
Wanting higher
‘Til the morning forces us to climb back down
I’d rather stay, I’d rather let us drown

Wanting higher
Wanting higher up
Wanting higher

What a harsh, unpleasant hello
The kind of love I’ve learned to live with although
I will never shake what’s there behind
Your songs are still playing in my mind
All that white only turns to blue
Look after me and I’ll look after you
Take a deep breath as we go, as we go

T

A backwards march, my back against
Meadows of fear, where it all began
And there’s a hunt
For the sake of hope and the purest of hearts
Let their spirits be consumed

There’s a new world laid at your feet
We build an army from nothing
We raise our children to the beat
Of its comforting, pounding love

A forward talk solely against
our ways and means,we’re not like them
I’m on a hunt to find a cure
And before I depart into the deepest blue

Behind the insecurity
There is wall of assurance
She is her own worst enemy
She fights her battles for no one

There’s a new world laid at your feet
We build an army from nothing
We raise our children to the beat
Of this comforting, bonding love

Let us sink in for a new beginning
You know but now
Water fills her lungs and she’s inhaling
You feel bad now
Underneath the stars her body’s sinking
You do that now
A heavy sigh then not a sound

We had new lives to sacrifice
She makes us sin, then burns the crime
And there’s a want for something new
You might find me at the start
Or where it ends for you

Let us sink in for a new beginning
You know that now
Water fills her lungs and she’s inhaling
You feel that now
Underneath the stars her body’s sinking
You do that now
A heavy sigh then not a sound

N

Dress the part
It’s storytelling

time

Sharpen your knives
Watering mouths
Clean your plates for some tender I

Tell me how the story ends now

Come home, come see our place
Our labyrinth you keep hide
We push the boundaries
So the rules are bent
…………….. (Just in time)

Come wallow in my sorrow
Breathe your air into my lungs
What hides in my shadow?
My worst fear is real life
Tell me how the story ends now

O

I thought I felt a spark
Thought I saw a flame
When something changed in you
Who took the blame?

My plan was foolproof
As I became
A fortress of your heart

Love
(Love, love)
The kind that kills and scars
And make you kneel and crawl
To hell and back
(Love, love)
The words that slit your throat
Will make you think of love
As the new black
As what you lack
Love

The sound of letting go
A side of you
That we all set aside
When the world was new

Under the full moon
Only endless rain
An absence of your heart

Love
(Love, love)
The kind that kills and scars
And make you kneel and crawl
To hell and back
(Love, love)
The words that slit your throat
Will make you think of love
As the new black
As what you lack
Love

Papachoo

And the battle goes on
and the love that you have
will begin when you are all gone.

u-2

You can’t be the Knight.

Y

Little hope, little home of heavenly
Come and save us from this ugly truth
Little hope, sprung from necessity
May all good things in life come to you

Little ghost, so innocent and carefree
They would never stop hunting you
Little voice, life got the best of me
And in time that’s what awaits you too

Little hope, sing a song of fire
I know I’m to be just like that
Little hope, little hope, sing a song of fire

Little hope, love is on the inside
If you want, you dream of life now
Little hope, little hope, sing a song of fire

I’ve seen the truth and it’s nothing like you said
I’ve seen your picture of a perfect world
Now you can touch the halo around my crowned head
So many questions, so many things unsaid

Like Hell

Carrying my head with this mangled body
it hurts
Like hell

Carrying my head with this mangled body
it hurts
Like hell

Lights are on
There’s nobody home
mmmhhhmmmm
Longest sleep and hardest moan

mmmhhhmmmm

Carrying my head with this mangled body
it hurts
Like hell, like hell

.

I am fire, I am damage in the making
I am an army set out to control your every ticking
I am a giant, stepping on the tiny world you live in

we saw

And you shake and you shiver
As the roof is coming down
And the walls grow out in your hair

Shadows show dark as the river oh
Turn nights into stone
We run, we run terrified
What have you done?
This is how it goes.
It’s how it goes.

Mass confusion, never been so damn exciting
When your hearts fell for us was evidently unrequited.
And I shake and I shiver high
As I cut through skin and bones
Can you solve the riddle, oh?

Shadows show dark as the river oh
Turn knights into stone
We run, we run terrified
What have you done?
This is how it goes.
It’s how it goes.

I still believe these lyrics are far from the real ones, I still want the real ones. Am I disappointed I’ve often based my analysis on miscellaneous lyrics in the past? No… they seem to keep themselves in the same range so I couldn’t have been THAT wrong.

Are we ever going to get those official lyrics? Yes, I believe so and, if I’m allowed, I see them coming on a website that I am going to navigate on as if I were opening a fairy tale book. It’s a hint, yes.

; john

Used to be clean
now I’m filthy as can be,
scrapping off
every spot.

Used to be mean,
now I’m good as can be.
Raise me up!
I’m your star

May that god of me protect my soul
as I stay a little while longer
in this dusty rabbit hole
to sing my song chained on to your bed

Used to be told
my silence is gold (cold)
Coughing up
every drop.

Used to kiss more
now I’m granting you all
stepping up,
I’m your star!

May that god of me protect my soul
as I stay a little while longer
in this dusty rabbit hole
to sing my song chained on to your bed

Used to be clean now I’m filthy as can be.

clump

I never dreamed I’d need someone like you
All I want to fit is be the unity of you
But I like you
You see the overall of what we are
Is it a sad, sad sight viewed from afar?

Why don’t you call?

Whatever made you into clump like you?
The ice and cold that leaks out the cracks in you
Makes us as new
Whatever made you seem so very small
Like a tiny ant in life but large in thought

Who’s standing tall?

Cannot wait until I get my hands on you
we can do the things we said we would

You never had a true friend like I
Someone to pick you up when you needed to
Beget it through
If my hands weren’t so very sharp
This broken glass that surrounds wherever we are
Wouldn’t do us part

paaaart

Whatever made you into clump like you
The fiery warmth that reeks out from most of you
Is burning through
Whatever made you seem so very small
Like a tiny ant in life but large in thought
Come stand up tall

Cannot wait until I get my hands on you
we can do the things we said we would
Cannot wait until I see your smiling faces
And our love will be misunderstood

+46 702 888 037 (phone song)

Move your hand
South of the waist line
Let your head fall back
I will watch, Your body shaking
As blood rise against the sky
Leave a little mark, a contribution
As you get down on your knees
While we’re in the dark
You know how to use me
Now tell us how you feel

A Closer Look at iamamiwhoami’s b Video

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Category : Food for Thought, Interesting Facts

REFERENCES:

- decoding iamamiwhoami – the beginnings
- A Closer Look at iamamiwhoami’s b Video
- iamamiwhoami’s o video
- u-1
- u-2
- n from Nature/Natural
- T – back in the kingdom we were Kings and Queens
- And this is Y all that’s left is Hope

- Iamamiwhoami – Sources of Inspiration
- Identity in iamamiwhoami
- An Archetypal and Mythological Approach to iamamiwhoami
- iamamiwhoami official youtube channel

Hey, speaking of archetypes and myths, huh?

towhomitmayconcern

So finally, we’ve been offered a real confirmation that this entire iamamiwhoami thing is real and has as final result, an artistic product.

iamamiwhoami’s first song and video. Watch it again and then follow me as I have tried to break it into pieces and explain my point of view:

Lyrics:

There it was, a land of decay
We should pack our things and run away
Rest in the quicksand
Shoulder to shoulder, hand in hand
Sink slowly now, take flight
Let the silence take us at daylight
Take a deep breath as we go, as we go

Wanting higher
Wanting higher up
Wanting higher
‘Til the moon forces us to climb back down
I’d rather stay, I’d rather let us drown

Wanting higher
Wanting higher up
Wanting higher

What a harsh, unpleasant hello
The kind of love I’ve learned to live with although
I will never shake what’s there behind
Your songs are still playing in my mind
All that white only turns to blue
Look after me and I’ll look after you
Take a deep breath as we go, as we go

It’s quite a long road, if you’re not patient, come back another day.

First and foremost, stop saying it’s not the same campaign and it’s not the same girl. They are. Don’t fool yourself. There are symbols you encounter in all videos, including the 7th. As for the relation to the Mandragora Officinarum – which seems to have totally disappeared in the 7th, huh? – I told you guys you should look at things from a symbolical perspective. It’s the birth of an artistic product. Everything that is born into this world comes out with a shriek. Even music. It’s the artist’s effort in the act of creation.

Let’s begin. Action seems to take place into our old cabin in the forest. Hints: wooden environment – wooden walls, furniture, same color, windows offering a view towards trees, forest.

There are four characters:

1. MO

2. Three men:

man2+piano
2ndman+piano
3rdman-dr

After watching the videos and working frame by frame, I have come to a conclusion: to me, there are two possibilities:

Scenario #1: A mental hospice therapy room. Case in which we’re dealing with some sort of rehab facility. Again, METAPHORICALLY speaking.

1 – Mandragora is the pill. Music is the medicine. We have a doctor (at the table) and two sick men having therapy applied. Mandragora receives her patients and starts her therapy session (turns the sandals upside down) and then calms them with her music (and, by mistake, the doctor takes it too lol)

sickman1
1stmansickgoestosleep
sick2dnman
2dnmangoestosleep
manreallyfallsasleepbeard

2 – Mandra is the patient, the man at the table is the therapist, the other two are male nurses. Hint: the nurse shoes and pants. Mandra is, of course, mentally disturbed. However, mentally disturbed people are very creative and sometimes, weird creativity is understood wrong, as mental deviation. Her crazy person force jacket is the plastic wrapping.

handsup
nurseshoes2
pants


Scenario #2:
A giving birth room. Hints: cradle, cradle toys, rocking chairs.

Mandragora is – now – wearing what seems to be a fake skin. Think of a serpent losing its skin. At the beginning of the video we can see this fake skin appearing to be breaking and Mandra trying to remove it. She kinda succeeds in the pointer nail area, as she manages to scratch on the piano. To me, she is what it is supposed to be born or RE-BORN. The cradle is still empty, so she is still in the process.

plasticskin1
scratch

LE: After having read Alraune by Hans Heinz Ewers, I have actually understood that the room in B is the room in which Alma Raune, Alraune’s mother, has been kept captive by Brinken, Frank Braun and Manasse (the three men portrayed in B in my opinion) so that they can use her for Brinken’s experiment. That is to be artificially inseminated with the semen of a hanged man and to give birth to Alraune (MO). Having this in mind, the woman in B is is The Mother. Alma Raune, a prostitute. And she’s waiting to give birth.

The video is constructed in a cyclical way. We are being introduced inside the story by a goat’s bleat (okok, cat) and we’re take out of it by the same bleat. Also, we are being given a specific time to witness (the sandals).

sandals
angrykitty
angrykitty2
sandals2

LE: The sandals also imply the time the men have to wait until Alraune is born. Nine months.

Re-occurring motifs:

6

6 buttons:
6buttonspiano

6 kitties, which may actually be just one, because in the last images, we’re being presented more, however, the cradle toy moves naturally, so it could just be a deja-vu effect. Whoa, Matrix kitty!

mirror

manrockingchairmirror
craddleroom+mirrorview

Speaking of cradles, take a look at the cradle toy. There must be something there. It looks like some letters or signs to me.

craddletoy1
craddletoy2
craddletoy3

LE: The signs above the cradle in B are letters in elder futhark, an old runic alphabet.

futark

The X means ‘gift’, The O means ‘the God Ing’, the P (right after X, clockwise) means ‘joy’ and the last letter (close to C or G -as I see it, after O, clockwise) means ‘luck’. Translation: the newborn (god ing) receives the gifts of joy and luck (whatever, something like that, you get the idea)
I could never make the exact of these signs. For example, my P could also be an ‘n’ (second row, second sign), which means ‘need’. Translation of the signs would be ‘god ing needs the gift of luck’. That sign could also resemble and ‘r’ (first row, fifth sign) which means ‘riding’. Translation: god ing rides the gift of luck.
Ing (Yngvi) is a name of the god Freyr, perhaps intended as Freyr’s true name while Frey ‘Lord’ is his common title. In the Ynglinga saga and in Gesta Danorum, Frey is euhemerized as a king of Sweden’ (wiki)
King of Sweden needs (receives?) the gift of luck. May the king receive the gift of luck.

Here are print screens to support everything I’ve said up to now and to help you see things you haven’t noticed:

Balsa wood tied with hair.

dandelion

LE: We were given the meaning of the balsa wood tied with hair right after the infamous MTV James package. Also, after having read Hans Heinz Ewers’ Alraune, I have discovered the hair strands have meanings which are way closer to the concept iamami has been built on.

Kitty in cradle. I am telling you, the kitty is the baby and she’s just learning to ‘talk’ her own language. For now, she’s just bleating, haha!

kittyoncraddle

Wall fan. I couldn’t make too much of this, apart from it being of Chinese origin, thus maybe a hint of the I Ching theory. Ooooor… we could think of fan as an admirer, DISCIPLE (tag which is often encountered in the first videos).

wallfan
roomview

Other Mandra face and teeth views

teeth1
teeth2
teeth3
teeth4
mandraface

PS: Jonna Lee + bandmembers + director of iamamiwhoami videos = LOVE

Here’s something interesting. And something else. 1:07 and on
Oh, and this picture from her Twitter. It must have been like hell, aye? Also thiiiiis


1:07 and on:

CONGRATULATIONS TO THE WINNER!!!

Opinions to support Jonna Lee or video analysis:

voxdoom:

The men have pulled her up out of the ground using the dogs and captured her and are using her like a hallucinogenic drug. The timer is how long they can listen to her song without dying. She’s being made to perform for an audience. This bears a similarity with the mandrake root, I’m sure you all know about the mandragora screaming myth so I won’t go into that, this video refers to the mandragora’s hallucinogenic properties. The link is to the child beauty pagaent because it’s the same thing, little girls being made to perform for an audience.

- Best explanation I’ve heard today :)

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