To me this song has always been about the seductive evil of power. How the primitive emerges in the pretense of civilization. And how we have become those decadent empires of the past that we so like to despise.
the most telling part is this paragraph.
We feel like Greeks, we feel like Romans
Centaurs and monkeys just cluster round us
We drink elixirs that we refine
From the juices of the dying
We are no monsters, we're moral people
And yet we have the strength to do this
This is the splendour of our achievement
Call in the airstrike with a poison kiss
To me this song has always been about the seductive evil of power. How the primitive emerges in the pretense of civilization. And how we have become those decadent empires of the past that we so like to despise.
the most telling part is this paragraph.
We feel like Greeks, we feel like Romans Centaurs and monkeys just cluster round us We drink elixirs that we refine From the juices of the dying We are no monsters, we're moral people And yet we have the strength to do this This is the splendour of our achievement Call in the airstrike with a poison kiss