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.
Warm flesh and oh so smooth skin TWINS a sun and moon I could have been anything leading the armies of the free or building the great elaborate id. but one of them I dared to love so long without defense my eyes went white and blind. now I know -only two, two wretched sisters fucking-lying sisters woe and hate. the ghost of a carcass, chipped away its morsels RED + WET losing warmth RED + WET cleaved, hacked from my back RED + WET yielded from me by a stabber of the knife. THRUSTING/ PUSHING/ FORCING/ SPREADING/ THE HEART/ OF ME/ CONCEPTUAL KNIVES/ COLD INSIDE/ FUCKING ME/ KNIVES/ FUCKING ME/ THRUSTING/ PROBING/ DEEPLY/ SLOWLY/ FROM HER/ SWEET RIGID DEVICE and one of them I dared to love so long without defense my eyes went white and blind my eyes went white and blind my eyes went white and blind. TO ALL THIS I SPIT AND LEER, CHEERING VAGUE OBScENITIES IN AN EMPTY ROOM..... ON A DIRTY FLOOR.... WRITING PAGAN POETRY ON MY BIRTHDAY CARD, ANOTHER DAMN BIRTHDAY CARD SPLINTERS.... WRITING HOLIDAY COMMENTARY.
Lyrics submitted by x_melancholy_x
Stabbers of the Knife, By Kenny Pelts Lyrics as written by Erik Daniel Engstrom Dashiell Han Arkenstone
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heartbreak.