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.
Well it only means,
That you're another year away from me.
One more year without feeling your warm embrace.
One more year, only lonely thoughts taking your place.
One more year, and if I'm being honest,
I promise to give you away,
But that's too hard a promise to make.
Every day's like a week, and we don't even speak,
But I still hear your laughter somewhere in these sheets.
Every night, I feel your fingers in mine.
Every year is a lifetime.
One more year without feeling your warm embrace.
One more year, only lonely thoughts taking your place.
One more year, and if I'm being honest,
I promise to give you away,
But that's too hard a promise to make.
One more year without feeling your warm embrace.
One more year, only lonely thoughts taking your place.
One more year, and if I'm being honest,
I promise to give you away,
But that's too hard a promise to make.
That you're another year away from me.
One more year without feeling your warm embrace.
One more year, only lonely thoughts taking your place.
One more year, and if I'm being honest,
I promise to give you away,
But that's too hard a promise to make.
Every day's like a week, and we don't even speak,
But I still hear your laughter somewhere in these sheets.
Every night, I feel your fingers in mine.
Every year is a lifetime.
One more year without feeling your warm embrace.
One more year, only lonely thoughts taking your place.
One more year, and if I'm being honest,
I promise to give you away,
But that's too hard a promise to make.
One more year without feeling your warm embrace.
One more year, only lonely thoughts taking your place.
One more year, and if I'm being honest,
I promise to give you away,
But that's too hard a promise to make.
Lyrics submitted by The Withered Grave
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