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.
To hear something new is
Hard and painful for the ears
We here the music of
Foreigners badly
I make the sounds that you can't understand
I make the sounds that you can't understand
Thus spake Me
My fingers, my voice
Slide into every orifice
My fingers, my voice
This is my critique
This is my subversion
This is my revolution
This is my revolution
I make the sounds that you can't understand
I make the sounds that you can't understand
You, I
Spake me
You, I own these words
This is friendship
That's what friends are for
You I own these words
I make the sounds you can't understand
I am Nietzsche
Thus spake me
I am Nietzsche
I am Nietzsche
I am Nietzsche
I am Nietzsche
I am Nietzsche
I am Nietzsche
1886 was a very good year
You and I know this to be true
Thus spake me
Hard and painful for the ears
We here the music of
Foreigners badly
I make the sounds that you can't understand
I make the sounds that you can't understand
Thus spake Me
My fingers, my voice
Slide into every orifice
My fingers, my voice
This is my critique
This is my subversion
This is my revolution
This is my revolution
I make the sounds that you can't understand
I make the sounds that you can't understand
You, I
Spake me
You, I own these words
This is friendship
That's what friends are for
You I own these words
I make the sounds you can't understand
I am Nietzsche
Thus spake me
I am Nietzsche
I am Nietzsche
I am Nietzsche
I am Nietzsche
I am Nietzsche
I am Nietzsche
1886 was a very good year
You and I know this to be true
Thus spake me
Lyrics submitted by d_lacy, edited by CommentFixer
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Nietzsche is spelled incorrectly.