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.
If I could hold your heart tonight.
Just cut me right back down to size,
I want it all, I need inside.
By all means feel free to stab me in the back in two, two.
My heart still beats for now you, you,
I want it all, so hold...
Sign your life on the dotted.
Sign your life on the dotted line.
So just bury me in the memories,
This dream my heart still has,
The love and one last chance.
Cut inside this web of paper and a pen...
And I'm bleeding out.
If I can bleed, I'll bleed for you,
With this pen in my hands,
With this blood from my lips.
If I can give my life, I'll give my life for you,
In this moment of silence, in this moment.
We're hidden behind the lines.
So just bury me in the memories,
This dream my heart still has,
One love and one last chance.
Cut inside this web of paper and a pen,
And I'm bleeding out.
I am holding on to everything as it falls to pieces.
My life will never, My life will never change... right?
You rip through me like a paper cut,
Before tonight I buy all of your fucking lies.
So now I know when I come back home,
It hurts but you've moved on.
Time changes everyone.
So now I know when I come back home,
It hurts but you've moved on.
Time changes everyone.
So now I know when I come back home,
It hurts but you've moved on.
Time changes everyone.
So now I know when I come back home,
It hurts but you've moved on.
Time changes everyone.
So just bury me in the memories,
This dream my heart still has,
One love and one last chance.
Cut inside this web of paper and a pen,
And I'm bleeding out.
Sign your life on the dotted, (I'm bleeding out).
Sign your life on the dotted line.
Liar, liar, liar, lies!
Just cut me right back down to size,
I want it all, I need inside.
By all means feel free to stab me in the back in two, two.
My heart still beats for now you, you,
I want it all, so hold...
Sign your life on the dotted.
Sign your life on the dotted line.
So just bury me in the memories,
This dream my heart still has,
The love and one last chance.
Cut inside this web of paper and a pen...
And I'm bleeding out.
If I can bleed, I'll bleed for you,
With this pen in my hands,
With this blood from my lips.
If I can give my life, I'll give my life for you,
In this moment of silence, in this moment.
We're hidden behind the lines.
So just bury me in the memories,
This dream my heart still has,
One love and one last chance.
Cut inside this web of paper and a pen,
And I'm bleeding out.
I am holding on to everything as it falls to pieces.
My life will never, My life will never change... right?
You rip through me like a paper cut,
Before tonight I buy all of your fucking lies.
So now I know when I come back home,
It hurts but you've moved on.
Time changes everyone.
So now I know when I come back home,
It hurts but you've moved on.
Time changes everyone.
So now I know when I come back home,
It hurts but you've moved on.
Time changes everyone.
So now I know when I come back home,
It hurts but you've moved on.
Time changes everyone.
So just bury me in the memories,
This dream my heart still has,
One love and one last chance.
Cut inside this web of paper and a pen,
And I'm bleeding out.
Sign your life on the dotted, (I'm bleeding out).
Sign your life on the dotted line.
Liar, liar, liar, lies!
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