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.
What pain will it take
To satisfy
Your sick appetite
Go in for the kill
Always in sight
Prey
The time always right
Feast
Feed on the pain
Taste
Sorrow made flesh
Sweet
Live how you want
Just don’t feed on me
If you doubt what I say
I will make you believe
Shallow are words
From those who starve
For a dream not their own to
Slash and scar
Big words, small mind
Behind the pain you will find
A scavenger
Of human sorrow
Scavenger
Abstract theory
The weapon of choice
Used by a scavenger
Of human sorrow
Scavenger
So you
Have travelled far
Across the sea
To spread your
Written brand
Of misery
Always in sight
Prey
The time always right
Feast
Feed on the pain
Taste
Sorrow made flesh
Sweet
Live how you want
Just don’t feed on me
If you doubt what I say
I will make you believe
Shallow are words
From those who starve
For a dream not their own to
Slash and scar
Big words, small mind
Behind the pain you will find
A scavenger
Of human sorrow
Scavenger
Abstract, theory
The weapon of choice
Used by a scavenger
Of human sorrow
Scavenger
To satisfy
Your sick appetite
Go in for the kill
Always in sight
Prey
The time always right
Feast
Feed on the pain
Taste
Sorrow made flesh
Sweet
Live how you want
Just don’t feed on me
If you doubt what I say
I will make you believe
Shallow are words
From those who starve
For a dream not their own to
Slash and scar
Big words, small mind
Behind the pain you will find
A scavenger
Of human sorrow
Scavenger
Abstract theory
The weapon of choice
Used by a scavenger
Of human sorrow
Scavenger
So you
Have travelled far
Across the sea
To spread your
Written brand
Of misery
Always in sight
Prey
The time always right
Feast
Feed on the pain
Taste
Sorrow made flesh
Sweet
Live how you want
Just don’t feed on me
If you doubt what I say
I will make you believe
Shallow are words
From those who starve
For a dream not their own to
Slash and scar
Big words, small mind
Behind the pain you will find
A scavenger
Of human sorrow
Scavenger
Abstract, theory
The weapon of choice
Used by a scavenger
Of human sorrow
Scavenger
Lyrics submitted by MDMaster
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i think something is meant by "big words" and "abstract theory" kinda reminds me of The Philosopher.. but i could be wrong..