Lyric discussion by removeyourteeth 

It seems as if Billy is saying that we, ourselves, created a god, a diety. But we cannot credit ourselves with the creation of this god, because it's impossible that us, measley humans, can build something so intricate, that we just don't and can't understand it. "Out from oil, out from marble, out from sound" We've painted, carved, and read, to our peers, children, and lovers our works over the years, but still, we haven't realized that the comfort of a greater being just lies in our own words.

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