Cassandra Gemini

Note: these are only my views and interpretations of the song as given by word spelling and context clues.

I see a lot of pain and torture in this entire story of Frances the Mute. But this song in particular tells the backstory of the entire album, leaving you to listen again and put it all into a whole new light.

"I think I've become one of the others." This says to me that the main character is either being posessed by ghosts of these characters so they can tell their story and find peace, or multiple personality disorder. But it's not important to the story, it only creates the narrator.

Onward to the story.

The backstory begins with a man. "There was a frail syrup dripping off His lap danced lapel, punctuated by her Decrepit prowl she washed down the hatching Gizzard soft as a mane of needles His orifice icicles hemorrhaged By combing her torso to a pile Perspired the trophy shelves made room for his collapse She was a mink handjob in sarcophagus heels."

He is a degenerate, and a sexual predator. He has his eyes on an older, and weathered woman as she finishes off her drink. Her skin is rough and coarse. He is turned on by thoughts of touching her breasts. He was inebriated. She was a prized sex object, and soon to be a walking victim.

"Bring me to my knees Read the sharpened lines All my arms Bled me blind"

God has put him on his knees and taken away everything.

"Faucet leaks in shadows Spilling from morgue lancet Caressed your fontanelle"

In the darkness, there is a presence of a lancet (fallic symbol) which caressed her fontanelle (female sex organ).

"I've sworn to kill Every last one Every last one"

He has sworn to kill every last angel. He is the devil encarnate.

"Panic in the shakes of the wounded Panic in the worms Onto the floor And out of your mouth Out of your eyelids"

The victim of a sexual assault, she shakes as the devil's seed is dispersed viciously about the woman.

"No there’s no light In the darkest of your furthest reaches No there’s no light In the darkest of your furthest reaches"

This is where the lyrics come back to narrator as he realizes who this man is. There is no light, because he has been banished from it.

The music then goes back to the story.

"All your dreams splintered off Leech by leech On this catafalque"

Her dreams were shattered when the "leeches" (or sperm) ate away her support (divinity)

"Anyone will tell you Yes anyone Chance had me setting a trip wire alarm

Your mother flirted with disease When she skinned that costume by it’s navel strings"

The devil man speaks to her.
Your mother was a whore. She almost passed her sicknesses onto you at your birth.

"Panic in the shakes of the wounded Panic in the worms Onto the floor And out of your mouth Out of your eyelids"

"Shockless shackles free you Fools taste tongues I better leave you again, I won't be owned Not this time"

He tells her that he has met her before, and that she is free from her faith and that fools believe in God. Then that he must leave her once more.

"Shock lest shackles free you Volt face cons abandon you again I won’t feel not this time

Brick by brick the night eclipsed Pricked by cuticle thorns Dried the sleep on nursery slits Into this life I’m born"

A shadow fell over the earth, blocking the night sky. This night was the birth of someone integral to the story.

"Heaven's just a scab away I'd like to see you after just one taste"

The proding feeling to pick the scab is likened to the temptation of Adam and Eve.

"Sink your teeth into the flesh of midnight Night forever more let them see it has begun The others I’ve become"

Impregnate a mortal woman, and the child will create night forever more.

"f you should see the dice Charmed with it’s snaked choked eyes You’ll wear the widows weeds Because they’re just your size"

If you could see your future, you would know that you will become the widow.

"behind the snail secretion Leaves a dry heave that absorbs a limbless procreation let the infant crawled deformed"

The seed of the devil becomes a scourge. Let him live.

"She fell for the whispers Sister flooded deaf tears that night tore a river in her baron womb mirror"

She believed his lies. That night she gave birth.

"And his multiple sons with their mandible tongues set crucified fires to petrified homes let it burn"

His deformed children of Hell set fires to the homes of the petrified people.

"And the owls they were watching and the owls did't care then the owls came a knocking placenta in their stares"

Owls were often thought of as symbols of death and destruction among the Aztecs and surrounding cultures.

"They will feed on all the carnage leftover from the flood and in the corner of their eyes fled sister L'Via"

But as they devoured the remains, Sister L'Via fled.

"Now the pieces went floating reflecting all at dusk conceived from the stabbing was Vismund Cygnus"

The village lay desolate. The child born this night was Vismund Cygnus. (The stabbing is the conception)

"25 wives in the lake tonight raw bark in the water of the marble shrine 25 snakes pour out your eyes yeah the icepicks cuming on the marble shrine 25 snakes are drowning"

25 wives = 25 nuns of the convent (wives of God)
Icepicks are male sexual organs... marble shrine is the female sexual organ.

"You cant bend your crooked arms or fold your punctured proof the air is growing cold and there's nothing you can do"

Now sister L'Via has realised her error. She has given up her faith, her dreams, and the life she wanted. She has been tempted by the great deceiver, and she gave in. "Soon there'll be no gauze inside the confessional only rows of crows defrocking every breath"

There's no going back now. You can not atone for this. There's only pain to come.

And one day you'll remember behind the melting cones I said one day you'll remember behind the melting cones you've already had a family in the burial of your home

Not forevermore

And I peel back all of my skin peel it back let it all run

Brick by brick the night eclipsed Pricked by cuticle thorns Dried the sleep on nursery slits Into this life I’m born

Heaven's just a scab away I'd like to see you after just one taste

Sink your teeth into the flesh of midnight Night forever more let them see it has begun The others I’ve become

No there’s no light In the darkest of your furthest reaches No there’s no light In the darkest of your furthest reaches No there’s no light In the darkest of your furthest reaches No there’s no light In the darkest of your furthest reaches

No there's no light No there's no time You Ain't Got Nothing Your life was just a lie 25 wives in the lake tonight raw bark in the water of the marble shrine 25 snakes pour out your eyes yeah the icepicks comming on the marble shrine 25 snakes are drowning

This is by far the most amazing 33 minutes in all of existence.

I fuckin love how this song actually keeps me on the edge of my seat, expecting a crazy riff and jam to pop out. Awesome, awesome song.

this song is mind blowing, like you've all said. It also holds the key to the existence of cygmund.

the lyrics at the end

"no theres no time no theres no light you aint got nothing your life was just a lie" which makes you think he was the creation of hallucination but then "no theres no time no theres no light you aint got nothing your life was just a..."

then sarcophagai

very blue oyster cult as in "and the joke is on....

thats my interpretation anyway if cygmund was fake and his journals were just fictional this album could be one of the best hoaxes

but i think its all true

Damn..where do I begin? First I have to premise this by saying I can be a real \"music snob\", not meaning I only listen to elite \"musicians\" but I am critical of EVERYTHING and if it\'s not my style, I usually reject it. I grew up being a big Deftones fan so that might show where I\'m coming from. Quite simply, the Mars Volta has blown me away, especially with \"Cassandra Gemini\". This is by far the greatest musical track I have ever heard (just in my opinion).

The meaning? I think that\'s tough with Mars to begin with. I think to understand where the tracks are coming from, you have to put them all together because the \"book\" of Frances the Mute is more like a novel, not a collection of poems. In my opinion,this track is separate from some of the others except for the fact that you can see the track\'s \"effect\" on the characters introduced earlier. I know in an interview that Mars said the album incorporated this journal, but also other elements like our country\'s leadership. I think the song is taking a more \"fantastic\" look at the state of our world and our government. One part of the track could refer to the religious Bush family:

\"And his multiple sons with their mandible tongues set crucified fires to petrified homes let it burn\"

Also, maybe referring to the country\'s sudden rush of concern over terrorism:

\"Panic in the shakes of the wounded Panic in the worms Onto the floor And out of your mouth Out of your eyelids\"

I don\'t necessarily agree with the opinions behind it if I\'m right, but I definitely see correlations. It seems the track is emphasizing this one horrid character who in some ways is the cause of the peculiarities in the rest of the characters of the album. This shows me the focus is on a character of huge importance in the world set forth in the album. I think they are definitely talking about our leaders. Oh yeah, just to finish my point I like how the track opens \"I think I’ve become like one of the others\". This could be stating he feels like he\'s conforming and becoming \"one of them\" which could be the elites or the victims.

OK, one last point that does not have to do with the lyrics. I guess the Mars Volta is something created by an Italian surrealist artist. Since surrealism is based on fantastic and dream-like images it\'s easy to see why the Mars Volta characters and the world are so abnormal. But sticking with the \"dream-like\" thing...ever notice how the song is ripping on through and then hits that first \"frantic piano\" part? Doesn\'t it feel like the song is falling asleep? Then Omar starts fighting out of it furiously, like fighting off sleep, right before the piano cuts in again and makes the track \"fall asleep\". Then it feels like some portal to another world when he repeatedly says that \"25 wives in the lake tonight\" before the new world is entered...right when the fuzz effect guitar kicks in. The the track goes on and on until that frantic saxophone playing starts, which to me feels like the track is \"awakening\" and then cuts right back in where the song had fallen asleep earlier. I mean, not to sound corny, but the entire song is like one huge journey from awake to dream to awake again. Like I said, best song I\'ve ever heard.

This song is about heroin addiction and the many levels of pain, torture, and even hallucinatory events that come with trying to kick the habit. Plain and simple. The band member who found the journal was a heroin addict, as was the singer and guitar player. They wrote this song as a testament to the horrors of addiction and as a testament to their friend who lost his life to that addiction.

Wow those first 20 mins. rock! Then that lovely 10 mins of music. Again wow! But what is going on here? I hear every character mentioned, the number 25 numerous times. Who are the sons, who is he sworn to kill? And what's with the crackling "Tom Waits" voice at the beginning? I'm still not sure if I really dig that part, but around min 5 or 6 this song is in full force and ready to tear up anything held next to it.

Anyway I got ideas for all of this but there's just too much to discuss. If anybody can find a way to sum it all up it would be greatly appreciated. Hope you enjoy the album like I do and don't forget to buy it on March 1st!!!!!!

this song is just the best i've ever heard i almost had an heart attack in the last minute

FUCKING INSANE!!!

i have not leaked this album since i like to hear it first time once i've bought it on it's due date, however i want to ask people : is a 30 minute song tedious? I've never known a band to pull it off well, and large instrumental sections of 'D.I.T.C.' only seemed to work since it was telling a story...

so is this one