"the closing" is a song by Type O Negative, included on their first album Slow, Deep and Hard, released in 1991. It is unique for a song title that it contains numbers and units in them. The number and the units represent gravitational constant in physics hence the term in title before the G, symbol for gravitational constant, and numeral value. Peter Steele displayed the constant in the title because he's a humor, especially during the making of this album.
This track combine sounds from all the previous tracks and is about suicide. The first canto, "Unjustifiable Existence", contains hard rock riffs, while the third canto, "Antimatter: Electromechanical Psychedelicosis", is instrumental. There is a triumphant choir before it ends the track and the album.
The altered version of this song played on the next album The Origin of the Feces is simply titled "Gravity".
Lyrics
Canto I: Unjustifiable Existence
One two three four I don't wanna live no more Well I've got no more reason to live And I've got no more love to give Tonight's the night I'll paint the town red I'll put another hole through my head Unjustifiable existence Unjustifiable Unjustifiable existence Unjustifiable existence Now I feel the weight of a world on my back I've seen the future The future looks black It's what I must do I have no reservations Ain't talk 'bout self preservation Unjustifiable existence Unjustifiable Unjustifiable existence Unjustifiable existence Gravity Crushing me Gravity Crushing me Crushing me Crushing me
Canto II: Acceleration (Due to Gravity)
Yeah I feel something pulling me down Forcing me between myself and the ground Of all the nightmares that ever came true I think that gravity (gravity-gravity) is you Unjustifiable existence Unjustifiable Unjustifiable existence Unjustifiable existence Gravity Crushing me Gravity Crushing me Crushing me Crushing me
Canto III: Antimatter: Electromechanical Psychedelicosis
[Instrumental]
Canto IV: Requiem for a Souless Man
I've got a problem A problem with hate I can't go on dragging this weight A cold steel hand that won't let go Acid-filled thoughts out of control I built myself a nice little cage With bars of anger and a lock of rage I can't help asking Who's got the key? When I know damned well it's me No I ain't hinting for sympathy I'm used to dealing with apathy The scars on my wrists may seem like a crime Just wish me better luck next time So what if I died a thousand deaths You think I'm insane but I have no regrets One more time won't matter no question Suicide is self expression
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Personnel
- Band performers
- Peter Steele – lead vocals, bass guitar
- Kenny Hickey – guitar, additional vocals
- Josh Silver – keyboards, effects, backing vocals
- Sal Abruscato – drums, percussion
- Additional performer
- The Bensonhoist Lesbian Choir – backing vocals, choir
- Production
- Written by Peter Steele
- Engineered and mixed by Mike Marciano
- Mastered by Michael Sarsfield
- Produced by Type O Negative