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.
Standing waist high in snow,
What brought me here I do not know.
Sky is filled with starry scenes
Of heroes and their greatest deeds.
Satellites move across the sky,
And every year they multiply.
Father bear is sound asleep
And will be so for several weeks.
Across the plain I see a figure,
Every instant growing bigger.
Instinct tells me to run away
While faith proposes that I wave.
He approaches to a rod.
I whisper up a prayer to God.
The stranger asks me with a grin,
"Do you have the time my friend?"
Himalaya is my old time stomping ground
(oh yes, time is of the essence).
Manitoba, better snows I've never found
(oh yes, time is of the essence.)
The author looms above his page
And thinks it strange that at his age
He can not find the proper words
To describe his only world.
One would think that in a life
Where no two snowflakes are alike
One would have a brilliant rhyme
For each and every bit of time.
Himalaya is my old time stomping ground
(oh yes, time is of the essence).
Manitoba, better snows I've never found
(oh yes, time is of the essence.)
What brought me here I do not know.
Sky is filled with starry scenes
Of heroes and their greatest deeds.
Satellites move across the sky,
And every year they multiply.
Father bear is sound asleep
And will be so for several weeks.
Across the plain I see a figure,
Every instant growing bigger.
Instinct tells me to run away
While faith proposes that I wave.
He approaches to a rod.
I whisper up a prayer to God.
The stranger asks me with a grin,
"Do you have the time my friend?"
Himalaya is my old time stomping ground
(oh yes, time is of the essence).
Manitoba, better snows I've never found
(oh yes, time is of the essence.)
The author looms above his page
And thinks it strange that at his age
He can not find the proper words
To describe his only world.
One would think that in a life
Where no two snowflakes are alike
One would have a brilliant rhyme
For each and every bit of time.
Himalaya is my old time stomping ground
(oh yes, time is of the essence).
Manitoba, better snows I've never found
(oh yes, time is of the essence.)
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this song is the shit i was blasting it on my cd player when i was burn like a poptateo it was crazy