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.
Set me on fire white liquor girl
Come burning down my throat pristine and pure
We have been slaving all day long
Among these neon lit half slums
Toasting our false hurray
The late night favors drinking itself numb
Come out tonight white liquor girl
One million stars can't heat such a cold cold world
One million distant vacant lights
All glaring down on you tonight
Lighting a distant vacant sky
One million distant vacant lies
Under sad stars in dingy bars
We turn away we tear apart
One drop of grace distant and safe
They cannot touch you where you are
Cold shafts of rain falling dark gray
Falling so far they can't be saved
They cannot hurt you anymore
Here underneath these sad sad stars
So turn out the light white liquor girl
One shot could set you free from your troubled coil
You have been burning bright in vain
Here underneath the sad sad rain
Painting the town as black as sin
Begging to get done wrong again
Under sad stars in dingy bars
We turn away we tear apart
One drop of grace distant and safe
They cannot touch you where you are
Cold shafts of rain falling dark gray
Falling so far they can't be saved
They cannot hurt you anymore
Here underneath these sad sad stars
Under sad stars in dingy bars
We turn away we tear apart
One drop of grace distant and safe
They cannot touch you where you are
Cold shafts of rain falling dark gray
Falling so far they can't be saved
They cannot hurt you anymore
Here underneath these sad sad stars
Come burning down my throat pristine and pure
We have been slaving all day long
Among these neon lit half slums
Toasting our false hurray
The late night favors drinking itself numb
Come out tonight white liquor girl
One million stars can't heat such a cold cold world
One million distant vacant lights
All glaring down on you tonight
Lighting a distant vacant sky
One million distant vacant lies
Under sad stars in dingy bars
We turn away we tear apart
One drop of grace distant and safe
They cannot touch you where you are
Cold shafts of rain falling dark gray
Falling so far they can't be saved
They cannot hurt you anymore
Here underneath these sad sad stars
So turn out the light white liquor girl
One shot could set you free from your troubled coil
You have been burning bright in vain
Here underneath the sad sad rain
Painting the town as black as sin
Begging to get done wrong again
Under sad stars in dingy bars
We turn away we tear apart
One drop of grace distant and safe
They cannot touch you where you are
Cold shafts of rain falling dark gray
Falling so far they can't be saved
They cannot hurt you anymore
Here underneath these sad sad stars
Under sad stars in dingy bars
We turn away we tear apart
One drop of grace distant and safe
They cannot touch you where you are
Cold shafts of rain falling dark gray
Falling so far they can't be saved
They cannot hurt you anymore
Here underneath these sad sad stars
Lyrics submitted by lurkinginsagas
Under Sad Stars Lyrics as written by Eric Emil Bachmann
Lyrics © Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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i guess i and a couple others are the only crooked fingers fans here. oh well. they can be my secret treasure.
this song is so damned right. this is how i feel every night i go out drinking, which is frequent. "they cannot hurt you anymore" he says. but who will save me from myself?