So this has been.my favorite song of OTEP's since it came out in 2004, and I always thought it was a song about a child's narrative of suffering in an abusive Christian home. But now that I am revisiting the lyrics, I am seeing something totally new.
This song could be gospel of John but from the perspective of Jesus.
Jesus was NOT having a good time up to and during the crucifixion. Everyone in the known world at the time looked to him with fear, admiration or disgust and he was constantly being asked questions. He spoke in "verses, prophesies and curses". He had made an enemy of the state, and believed the world was increasingly wicked and fallen from grace, or that he was in the "mouth of madness".
The spine of atlas is the structure that allows the titan to hold the world up. Jesus challenged the state and in doing so became a celebrated resistance figure. It also made him public enemy #1.
All of this happened simply because he was doing his thing, not because of any agenda he had or strategy.
And then he gets scourged (storm of thorns)
There are some plot holes here but I think it's an interesting interpretation.
Silver couches to recline upon
And ornaments of gold
Silver moonbeams dance in fountains
Below shining citadels
Surrounded by silver gates ascending silver stairs
Eureka on angelic prayer wafts in and scents the air
With ornaments of gold
To warm my soul from the growing cold
Ornaments of gold
We can drink from silver vessels
We can feed from silver bowls
Then I'll give you gilded treasures
Anointed by intoxicating oils
Drenched in riches unimaginable
Your splendor drips with jewels that are so beautiful
And ornaments of gold
Warm my soul from the growing cold
Adorable, rewardable you
From head to toe, I'd love to cover you
And smother you in ornaments of gold
In honeydew, I'd love to cover you
Oh lover do bring
Ornaments of gold
Protect our hearts from this cruel world
Ornaments of gold
Ornaments of gold
And ornaments of gold
Silver moonbeams dance in fountains
Below shining citadels
Surrounded by silver gates ascending silver stairs
Eureka on angelic prayer wafts in and scents the air
With ornaments of gold
To warm my soul from the growing cold
Ornaments of gold
We can drink from silver vessels
We can feed from silver bowls
Then I'll give you gilded treasures
Anointed by intoxicating oils
Drenched in riches unimaginable
Your splendor drips with jewels that are so beautiful
And ornaments of gold
Warm my soul from the growing cold
Adorable, rewardable you
From head to toe, I'd love to cover you
And smother you in ornaments of gold
In honeydew, I'd love to cover you
Oh lover do bring
Ornaments of gold
Protect our hearts from this cruel world
Ornaments of gold
Ornaments of gold
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The futility of materialism- even the ideal, poetic edge of materialism- its lovely, empty.