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.
The realisation that i still don't know what i'm doing here
Put in perspective i am nothing
It feels like something has been wasted, and i am fading
Time is growing against me as i grow tired of being
Just another sould spent searching for something inside
I hate my fucking guts, i hate desire, i hate lust
I hate humanity, i hate instinctively, i hate this fucking world for fucking hating me
The chasm in my chest
Screams of resounding emptiness
I've never tasted this bitterness
I've never felt this solitude, worthlessness
So what great vision is this to sail amongst the vast indifference?
Accept a trail to hollow senses, where only tragedy breaks the numbness
So what great epiphany, will spell out beneath my feet?
Chain my wrists, and admit defeat, imprisoned by 'the clarity'
So is this destiny, a doubtful life, feeling empty?
Worst of all to make me guilty, blindest of the blind, telling me to see
I might hate this world, i might hate myself
But i won't be a wasted soul, another ghost like everyone else
Put in perspective i am nothing
It feels like something has been wasted, and i am fading
Time is growing against me as i grow tired of being
Just another sould spent searching for something inside
I hate my fucking guts, i hate desire, i hate lust
I hate humanity, i hate instinctively, i hate this fucking world for fucking hating me
The chasm in my chest
Screams of resounding emptiness
I've never tasted this bitterness
I've never felt this solitude, worthlessness
So what great vision is this to sail amongst the vast indifference?
Accept a trail to hollow senses, where only tragedy breaks the numbness
So what great epiphany, will spell out beneath my feet?
Chain my wrists, and admit defeat, imprisoned by 'the clarity'
So is this destiny, a doubtful life, feeling empty?
Worst of all to make me guilty, blindest of the blind, telling me to see
I might hate this world, i might hate myself
But i won't be a wasted soul, another ghost like everyone else
Lyrics submitted by wadexxx
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Does anyone know the lyrics after: "But i won't be a wasted soul, another ghost like everyone else" during the very end of the song?