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Looking at life through the eyes of a tire hub
Eating seeds as a pastime activity
The toxicity of our city, our city
You, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder? Disorder
Now somewhere between the sacred silence
Sacred silence and sleep
Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep
Disorder, disorder, disorder
More wood for their fires, loud neighbors
Flashlight reveries caught in the headlights of a truck
Eating seeds as a pastime activity
The toxicity of our city, of our city
You, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder? Disorder
Now somewhere between the sacred silence
Sacred silence and sleep
Somewhere between the sacred silence and sleep
Disorder, disorder, disorder
You, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder?
Now somewhere between the sacred silence
Sacred silence and sleep
Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep
Disorder, disorder, disorder
When I became the sun
I shone life into the man's hearts
When I became the sun
I shone life into the man's hearts
Looking at life through the eyes of a tire hub
Eating seeds as a pastime activity
The toxicity of our city, our city
You, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder? Disorder
Now somewhere between the sacred silence
Sacred silence and sleep
Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep
Disorder, disorder, disorder
More wood for their fires, loud neighbors
Flashlight reveries caught in the headlights of a truck
Eating seeds as a pastime activity
The toxicity of our city, of our city
You, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder? Disorder
Now somewhere between the sacred silence
Sacred silence and sleep
Somewhere between the sacred silence and sleep
Disorder, disorder, disorder
You, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder?
Now somewhere between the sacred silence
Sacred silence and sleep
Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep
Disorder, disorder, disorder
When I became the sun
I shone life into the man's hearts
When I became the sun
I shone life into the man's hearts
Lyrics submitted by F4RiD, edited by chrisliving13, MissingUser
Toxicity Lyrics as written by Daron V. Malakian Serj Tankian
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Kobalt Music Publishing Ltd.
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'Eating seeds as a pastime activity' - literally, in Armenia, US/Armenian places, you would see people eating sunflower seeds to pass the time, in public places there's often trails leading to groups of Armenians.
'Do you own disorder' - There is alot of disorder in Armenia. There's no jobs, police are corrupt, the goverment are connected to the mob and the Armenian race, to some point, has given up. THis is why the US seems like a heaven compared to Armenia.
'Sacred silence and sleep' - With there being no jobs and the country going to the dogs, having something to pass the time (Like eating sunflower seeds) is ideal. Silence occours because nobodys really, genuinely happy; thus silence is created. People have nothing much better to do than eat sunflower seeds and sleep to pass time.
'Looking at life through the eyes of a tire hub' - This means you don't care how fast you're moving through life, you only see a fraction of what's out in the world.
'When I became the sun, I shone life into mans hearts' - this means he used to be really happy, social and doing what we would consider normal activity, until the toxicity (danger, poverty, disorder) caught up and took over. 'The toxicity of our city' was also explained there.
Lets think about this.
Maybe the song in general IS talking about mankind's pursuit of highest technology, or the best of everything, but how, actualy, we're worse off now than ever.
1st line=thirst for higher tech, better ways to control & organize
2nd line=(am I mistaken? everyone seems to think this is talking about a "tire" hub, the lyrics say "tired" hub, which would mean an exausted center of great activity or interest! thus=we have lost interest in the REAL meaning of life.
3rd line=seeds;Luke 8:11 "The seed is the word of God" are religions passivly or inactivly applying this message? are the historical mistakes & advances in mankind's history,being the "seeds" we've sown, not been taken seriously. Poison!
Man has, and probably will always (until intervened by a higher source)try to own the world. What has been accomplished is DISORDER. Man can not own the world without disorder.
Sacred=Holy,Sleep=Death, somewhere in between,disorder, confusion, lack of civic guidance.
More wood=material gains. Loud neighbors=lack of respect for fellow man.
Flashlight reveries=a flashlight is impulsive & only shines so far. Reveries are dreams...only to be brought down by the inevitable when lit with a flashlight that can only see so far!
Last verse= of course Jesus, who simplified all this with two laws:You must love God(a higher source)and you must love your neighbor, on these two commandments the whole law hangs....(thus, the solution to disorder)
Well, what do YOU think?
Found in the August 18 2001 issue of Kerrang Metal magazine, taken from the first impression of the album "Toxicity" Kerrang did with Serj and John of SoaD.
John: It's about your poisonous content. Your toxicity level. But toxicity doesn't necessarily mean the toxicity of a person, it can be the toxicity of a city. Or the toxicity of a nation. The toxicity of a speech. It's just toxicity in general or whatever.
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I think the reference to eating seeds, in context of the whole song, means that things have gotten so out of hand that we have to pump ourselves full of foreign substances just to feel alive. We’ve become corrupt and greedy. Instead of developing relationships with our family and friends, we spend time with our software. Instead of keeping our environment clean we carelessly pollute. We have to take extreme measures just to distract us from the mess we’ve created out of our lives.
It hadn’t occurred to me, but I agree – I think sacred silence means death. I have no clue what he means by ‘somewhere between the sacred silence and sleep’. But I get this weird sense he means insanity. That or he could mean an overall lack of consciousness. Makes sense, sleep is the lightest form of being unconscious, death is obviously the ultimate form.
The interpretation of the truck hitting oncoming traffic is very interesting. However, I just don’t get that impression from ‘flashlight reveries’. It sounds more like a cult gathering to do their rituals, only instead of candles or torches they use flashlights. The idea of using technology in a way that seems wrong fits with the song. Also ‘more wood for their fires’ and ‘loud neighbors’ obviously could relate to the cult idea. I don’t know where the headlights come in though.
I also definitely agree with whoever said he was mocking Christ. He might blame Christ for evil things that have happened in society; for example, the Holocaust and the witch trials. Or he might think that Christ’s appearance led us to technology somehow. “Shone life into the man’s hearts”.. somehow motivated us to create a more complex society.. maybe. I can see a remote connection there. Mainly though I don’t think the ending is supposed to be optimistic, more sarcastic.
But "eating seeds is a past time activity, the toxicity..." as in we can no longer grow plants suitable for eating condition.
"new how do you own the world. How do you own disorder" is referring to the governmen system, obviously, on how can try own something that is far beyond their control. Just an idea, I could write more but I'mat work. I'm sure y'all could play around a little with this though
Live @ Big Day Out 2002 found off of YoutTube :
10,000 years ago in Mesopotamia. an new way of thinking was developed.
one that involved totalitarian agriculture
and now ...
good by blue skies, good by blue skies, good bye
(background singer continues this refrain)
We've fallen asleep as people, as animals on this planet.
We are here to nurture our planet.
We are hear to help guard(garden?) this fucking place, not destroy it for god's sakes!
I am sick and tired of unequal globalism.
I am sick and tired of fascism ... of this type of people.
Refers to our technology and our destruction of nature. This makes us "loud neighbours" to the Earth.
"Flashlight reveries caught in the headlights of a truck" "Looking at life through the eyes of a tire hub"
How technology prevents us from understanding the world properly.
"Eating seeds as a past time activity"
Metaphorical for our destruction of nature without necessity. We are preventing the world from repairing itself as we damage it more.
"The toxicity of our city, of our city"
The damage done because of our civilisation.
"New, what do you own the world?
How do you own disorder, disorder"
"New" is because we never did own the world. The question is rhetorical; of course you don't own it. We have thrown it into disorder, and this is a statement putting the blame onto us.
"Somewhere, between the sacred silence and sleep,
Disorder, disorder, disorder."
Could be interpreted many different ways. But if it's going to follow my above interpretation, I think this would fit it.
"Sacred silence". The "sacred" must refer to religion somehow. I think it is the doing nothing. Perhaps it refers to people praying for it to get better, which is "silent", ie meaningless. Or it could simply be that it is so fixed in people's heads to not worry about the environment, it is like a faith.
"Sleep" I think means doing nothing to help the environment.
So, "somewhere between" our ordered, civilised life which includes doing nothing to aid the world, we create disorder.