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.
When we were machines, electric currency.
Efficient and adequate and so simple, so very simple.
We were machines, faulty circuitry.
Pull the plug, repair the bugs and cover it up.
But, somewhere in this framework lies skinned up knees and broken wires.
We all short out in due time.
Things will never be the same again.
When we were machines, sparkling and pristine.
Invincible, untouchable and so easy, so very easy.
We were machines, rusted obsolete.
A number, a statistic, a string of ones and zeros.
But, somewhere in this framework lies skinned up knees and broken wires.
We all short out in due time.
Things will never be the same again.
Somewhere in this circuitry, fried out beyond all belief.
We all die eventually.
Efficient and adequate and so simple, so very simple.
We were machines, faulty circuitry.
Pull the plug, repair the bugs and cover it up.
But, somewhere in this framework lies skinned up knees and broken wires.
We all short out in due time.
Things will never be the same again.
When we were machines, sparkling and pristine.
Invincible, untouchable and so easy, so very easy.
We were machines, rusted obsolete.
A number, a statistic, a string of ones and zeros.
But, somewhere in this framework lies skinned up knees and broken wires.
We all short out in due time.
Things will never be the same again.
Somewhere in this circuitry, fried out beyond all belief.
We all die eventually.
Lyrics submitted by bobbiealison
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