It's really amazing how this song lets you feel as though you're moving through the prison's grounds with Kezia, and the time seems to pass by, even though they don't say bluntly saying that the time for her to die has come or anything.
When you touch the tip of your tongue to the top of your mouth, it's like the shape that you form when you make the L sound. The only joy that comes to mind that starts with L is love. That's why I reckon "the joy" she "found in the confessions of a mask" is the love that she was pretending to have for the man that she slept with (my interpretation according to 'Turn Soonest to the Sea"). "Mask" always just appears to me as make-up, so maybe she wore a lot of that in order to cover up the fakeness of her feelings.
When she tries "to feel a trembling fetal life in that shotgun barrel", she is wondering if the shot that's about to penetrate her will give her a chance live a whole new life (like in heaven). The bullet is "Like an ulcer in the stomach of the beast" in the way that it is only a small evil in something that's way bigger than itself, i.e. her getting shot isn't all that important when faced with the overall issue of prejudice against women.
Going back up a bit,
"It's true that tactless teem totem-poles turn tolerance to tired taboos" :O Whoooa, a 10 word alliteration. It's a masterpiece right there. To me, they're saying that there are hordes (teem) of stupid (tactless) people that don't think for themselves and just adopt the view that's been carved into them (totem-poles). However, the few that do dare to take the other perspective are suppressed by peer pressure and the fact that the old views are practically a set gospel (tired taboo) now since they've been around for so long. These masses of people were more than willing to just look the other way rather than actually considering why because that's just the way they've been programmed.
The "tolerance" thing in this really strikes me as referring to the fact that the concept of women sleeping around isn't really accepted in today's society, but when men do it, it's alright. A guy is idolised if he's scored heaps of times, but when a girl's done the same thing, she's frowned upon as being slutty. In this case, the girl (Kezia) isn't just being degraded morally, but is paying with the ultimate price.
"Like a little girl on a bed that was years ago deceased" reminds me of the start of 'She Who Mars the Skin of Gods' when Kezia says, "When she walked into the room I was sleeping". Maybe a part of her died that day (possibly her faith in her mother, herself, and all women) and is awoken again here.
I think she knows that the letter is from her mum, but she is lying to herself saying that it wouldn't be from her because she knows that she wouldn't be able to handle the sorrow that she might feel from reading it. The memories of her mother come rushing back anyway, so the motherly dependencies of the little girl inside her also return. She also wants them to know that taking her earthly life would never rid them of her soul.
It's really amazing how this song lets you feel as though you're moving through the prison's grounds with Kezia, and the time seems to pass by, even though they don't say bluntly saying that the time for her to die has come or anything.
When you touch the tip of your tongue to the top of your mouth, it's like the shape that you form when you make the L sound. The only joy that comes to mind that starts with L is love. That's why I reckon "the joy" she "found in the confessions of a mask" is the love that she was pretending to have for the man that she slept with (my interpretation according to 'Turn Soonest to the Sea"). "Mask" always just appears to me as make-up, so maybe she wore a lot of that in order to cover up the fakeness of her feelings. When she tries "to feel a trembling fetal life in that shotgun barrel", she is wondering if the shot that's about to penetrate her will give her a chance live a whole new life (like in heaven). The bullet is "Like an ulcer in the stomach of the beast" in the way that it is only a small evil in something that's way bigger than itself, i.e. her getting shot isn't all that important when faced with the overall issue of prejudice against women.
Going back up a bit, "It's true that tactless teem totem-poles turn tolerance to tired taboos" :O Whoooa, a 10 word alliteration. It's a masterpiece right there. To me, they're saying that there are hordes (teem) of stupid (tactless) people that don't think for themselves and just adopt the view that's been carved into them (totem-poles). However, the few that do dare to take the other perspective are suppressed by peer pressure and the fact that the old views are practically a set gospel (tired taboo) now since they've been around for so long. These masses of people were more than willing to just look the other way rather than actually considering why because that's just the way they've been programmed. The "tolerance" thing in this really strikes me as referring to the fact that the concept of women sleeping around isn't really accepted in today's society, but when men do it, it's alright. A guy is idolised if he's scored heaps of times, but when a girl's done the same thing, she's frowned upon as being slutty. In this case, the girl (Kezia) isn't just being degraded morally, but is paying with the ultimate price.
"Like a little girl on a bed that was years ago deceased" reminds me of the start of 'She Who Mars the Skin of Gods' when Kezia says, "When she walked into the room I was sleeping". Maybe a part of her died that day (possibly her faith in her mother, herself, and all women) and is awoken again here. I think she knows that the letter is from her mum, but she is lying to herself saying that it wouldn't be from her because she knows that she wouldn't be able to handle the sorrow that she might feel from reading it. The memories of her mother come rushing back anyway, so the motherly dependencies of the little girl inside her also return. She also wants them to know that taking her earthly life would never rid them of her soul.
Yes, someone has had too much coffee :$