Great Big White World

in reality nothing has color sop manson is saying that by accepting that things have color you are taking away their true colors. maybe he's saying that in his imagination he wished he could live in space where not much of anything matters but because his whole life he was taught that things like color exist even in his wildest fantasy he still can't escape reality and is burnt like a moth by the stars. a great bug white world reminds me of the idea that if you shed all of the ideas that you were taught and actually did whatever you wanted (which in my cue would by taking everything and destroying it) then the world would become your canvas. the second to last stanza reminds me that even though you may not believe in god you still may hope to some degree that there something outside of your power that can change your situation. the irony of it is that if it were the god that they taught you existed that was listen you might pray that he would die or never have existed at all so you pray like an insect or a parasite that is feeding off reality rather than being what you could have been if you were never jaded by these lies