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.
It is your new best friend, new eye in your private den
And you can find the world inside it every day
They know what you did today, hear everything you say
And when they send you mail,
They know where you will go sometime next day
They know your life, they have a file about you
They built your life, so they
Know what you like and know what you yearn
But they don't know a thing about me
I'm not that easy, I'm blank file in their memory
Caught in the web again, inside your private den
Where you can go to moon
Or meet some people you will never see
You are a file in there, money in an open fair
You're a slave among the slaves, waiting for Y2K with a
Fear
They know your life, they have a file about you
They built your life, so they
Know what you like and know what you yearn
But they don't know a thing about me
I'm not that easy, I'm blank file in their memory
Still they try to take over, control my life,
But no one can do it but me
I'm not that easy, I'm blank file in their memory
Know what you like and know what you yearn
But they don't know a thing about me
I'm not that easy, I'm blank file in their memory
I am waiting, hoping and praying
To see, how this, will end, when they go down
How can it be, that you cannot see
What they are doing with thee
You are a life, new file in their memory, now they
Know what you like and know what you yearn
But they don't know a thing about me
I'm not that easy, I'm blank file in their memory
How can it be, that you cannot see
What they are doing with thee
Spending your time, living your life
Inside their machines there is one empty file, it is me
And you can find the world inside it every day
They know what you did today, hear everything you say
And when they send you mail,
They know where you will go sometime next day
They know your life, they have a file about you
They built your life, so they
Know what you like and know what you yearn
But they don't know a thing about me
I'm not that easy, I'm blank file in their memory
Caught in the web again, inside your private den
Where you can go to moon
Or meet some people you will never see
You are a file in there, money in an open fair
You're a slave among the slaves, waiting for Y2K with a
Fear
They know your life, they have a file about you
They built your life, so they
Know what you like and know what you yearn
But they don't know a thing about me
I'm not that easy, I'm blank file in their memory
Still they try to take over, control my life,
But no one can do it but me
I'm not that easy, I'm blank file in their memory
Know what you like and know what you yearn
But they don't know a thing about me
I'm not that easy, I'm blank file in their memory
I am waiting, hoping and praying
To see, how this, will end, when they go down
How can it be, that you cannot see
What they are doing with thee
You are a life, new file in their memory, now they
Know what you like and know what you yearn
But they don't know a thing about me
I'm not that easy, I'm blank file in their memory
How can it be, that you cannot see
What they are doing with thee
Spending your time, living your life
Inside their machines there is one empty file, it is me
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I personally think it's about how a person is wondering why their friend(With a computer) spends so much time on it and it becomes their life. Cyber hackers then get to know everyhting about the person who has the comp and the original person is saying how they don't know anything about them.