So this has been.my favorite song of OTEP's since it came out in 2004, and I always thought it was a song about a child's narrative of suffering in an abusive Christian home. But now that I am revisiting the lyrics, I am seeing something totally new.
This song could be gospel of John but from the perspective of Jesus.
Jesus was NOT having a good time up to and during the crucifixion. Everyone in the known world at the time looked to him with fear, admiration or disgust and he was constantly being asked questions. He spoke in "verses, prophesies and curses". He had made an enemy of the state, and believed the world was increasingly wicked and fallen from grace, or that he was in the "mouth of madness".
The spine of atlas is the structure that allows the titan to hold the world up. Jesus challenged the state and in doing so became a celebrated resistance figure. It also made him public enemy #1.
All of this happened simply because he was doing his thing, not because of any agenda he had or strategy.
And then he gets scourged (storm of thorns)
There are some plot holes here but I think it's an interesting interpretation.
I've felt uncomfortable since the day that I was born
Since the day I glimpsed the black abyss in your eyes
There's no way you could make all of this shit up on your own
It could only come from the mastermind with eyes
I can't believe that I've considered taking my own life
Cos I believed the lies about me were the truth
It will be magic to watch your transformation when you realise that you've been had
It's enough to make a guy like me feel sad
Cos you tell me that
Jesus
He hates fruit loops, son,
We told you that when you were young
Or pretty much anything you want him to
Like sitcoms, pedophiles and kangaroos
Morons who cut in line
Three-bean salad and parking fines
And when we win this war on society
I hope your blind eyes will be opened and you'll see
The arrogance it takes to walk around in the world the way you do
It turns my brain to jelly every time
The rage and fear I'm feeling have begun to make me sick
And I think that I might be about to commit a crime
And you tell me that
Jesus
He hates homos son
We told you that when you were young
Or pretty much anything you want him to
Like coco puffs, red cars and jews
Postal clerks who waste your time
Weight loss shakes, and the local news
And when we win the war on society
I hope your blind eyes will be opened and you'll see
Cos Jesus,
He hates faggots, son
We told you that when you were young
Or pretty much anyone you want him to
Like niggers, spicks, redskins and kikes
Men who cannot tame their wives
Weaklings, cowards, and bulldykes,
And when we win the war on society
I hope your blind eyes will be opened and you'll see
Since the day I glimpsed the black abyss in your eyes
There's no way you could make all of this shit up on your own
It could only come from the mastermind with eyes
I can't believe that I've considered taking my own life
Cos I believed the lies about me were the truth
It will be magic to watch your transformation when you realise that you've been had
It's enough to make a guy like me feel sad
Cos you tell me that
Jesus
He hates fruit loops, son,
We told you that when you were young
Or pretty much anything you want him to
Like sitcoms, pedophiles and kangaroos
Morons who cut in line
Three-bean salad and parking fines
And when we win this war on society
I hope your blind eyes will be opened and you'll see
The arrogance it takes to walk around in the world the way you do
It turns my brain to jelly every time
The rage and fear I'm feeling have begun to make me sick
And I think that I might be about to commit a crime
And you tell me that
Jesus
He hates homos son
We told you that when you were young
Or pretty much anything you want him to
Like coco puffs, red cars and jews
Postal clerks who waste your time
Weight loss shakes, and the local news
And when we win the war on society
I hope your blind eyes will be opened and you'll see
Cos Jesus,
He hates faggots, son
We told you that when you were young
Or pretty much anyone you want him to
Like niggers, spicks, redskins and kikes
Men who cannot tame their wives
Weaklings, cowards, and bulldykes,
And when we win the war on society
I hope your blind eyes will be opened and you'll see
Lyrics submitted by doddification, edited by hornytheclown
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"I hope your blind eyes will be opened and you'll see" I wonder what his parents thought when they first heard the song?
@xman2 His mother died a long time ago and somehow I doubt his dad listens to his music, when he still hasn't accepted John's gay. Although who knows.
@xman2 Bara, I didn;t know that about his mother, but his father's homophobia fits right in with what I was implying by my comment--I was being ironic. I still read into Grant's lyrics the bittersweet hope that his father will come to accept his son.