I always considered that song as very pessimistic about humanity as seen through a religious point of view. For me it relates the creation of heaven, operated by divine creatures. The problem is that it never ends ; to complete their "work", to make the paradise better and better, to understand and govern the rules of the world, they have to relativize all the time, to refers themselves to spiritual creeds, to explore and exploit capacities and theories over and over again, untill they reach their extreme depths. They spend their whole time in a hard work that involves a rigor that became usual, as the frustrations they have to live if they want to "progress".
The problem is that of course they're not quiet ; they've totally gone mad. They've locked themselves in their delirium. We could imagine that a song about the creation of heaven, about heavenly creatures would be light, quiet, amazed, etc. But here they're is a rythm always very fast, very marked, with agressive voices, and melodies that seems totally out of control. They lost themselves in their erudition, they're jailed in their fierce and unending work, their perfection has reached its own vice.
So the mortals that come up to the paradise are expelled with anger : in this world of erudition, of perfection, of outcome, they doesn't mean anything, they don't belong.
Eventually it's funny because this "kingdom of heaven" is more like a kind of hell.
Epica have always been pessimistic – in a certain way, I'm caricaturing – about humanity. Here it's so important that it reached the gods themselves. We can imagine that the perfection that religious people gives to their gods is relativized here... a such perfection can only eat itself.
It's my interpretation.
(sorry if there's a few mistakes, I'm french !)
I always considered that song as very pessimistic about humanity as seen through a religious point of view. For me it relates the creation of heaven, operated by divine creatures. The problem is that it never ends ; to complete their "work", to make the paradise better and better, to understand and govern the rules of the world, they have to relativize all the time, to refers themselves to spiritual creeds, to explore and exploit capacities and theories over and over again, untill they reach their extreme depths. They spend their whole time in a hard work that involves a rigor that became usual, as the frustrations they have to live if they want to "progress". The problem is that of course they're not quiet ; they've totally gone mad. They've locked themselves in their delirium. We could imagine that a song about the creation of heaven, about heavenly creatures would be light, quiet, amazed, etc. But here they're is a rythm always very fast, very marked, with agressive voices, and melodies that seems totally out of control. They lost themselves in their erudition, they're jailed in their fierce and unending work, their perfection has reached its own vice. So the mortals that come up to the paradise are expelled with anger : in this world of erudition, of perfection, of outcome, they doesn't mean anything, they don't belong. Eventually it's funny because this "kingdom of heaven" is more like a kind of hell. Epica have always been pessimistic – in a certain way, I'm caricaturing – about humanity. Here it's so important that it reached the gods themselves. We can imagine that the perfection that religious people gives to their gods is relativized here... a such perfection can only eat itself. It's my interpretation. (sorry if there's a few mistakes, I'm french !)