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.
All alone here on the internet
Looking for cures that aren't invented yet
If I don't wanna die
Then I'm not gonna die
I need validation for your parking lot
No, I'm not sure your science is even worth the cost
She said, "Now mister, sit down, and I'll tell you again
There ain't a magic potion for the state that you're in"
Well I'll get another opinion, see you, thanks a lot
I need another prescription from illegal stock
And why I'm so denied is a mystery that no key unlocks
I said, "You might as well give enough for six weeks, hey
And have you any more info? I'll be quiet and pay"
Oh, I really can't be dealing with these crooked dogs
I see a rare-looking bird out the cold window
Flying like a sun, like a saying I know
This isn't my time to die
You're never really gonna die
I never really wanna die
I'm never really gonna die
Life, it holds a whip and beats you to the clock
But why it peaks all night is an unfairness I can't resolve
I've done the juices and the cleanses, but it's too New Age
I'm waiting for the gold that the big lads make
And I'm getting near my wits end with this feudal hark
I find a penny on the floor, at the late-night show
And a girl called Lucky, well, what do you know?
This isn't my time to die, I'm never really gonna die
I call my daughter right up just to say hello
I'm holding up the bottom of an all-time low
Am I really gonna die?
Am I really gonna die?
Am I really gonna die?
Am I really gonna die?
Am I really gonna die?
Am I really gonna die? (Hey, Dad, don't say that, hey, Dad, don't say that)
Am I really gonna die?
Am I really gonna die? (Hey, Dad, don't say that, hey, Dad, don't say that)
Looking for cures that aren't invented yet
If I don't wanna die
Then I'm not gonna die
I need validation for your parking lot
No, I'm not sure your science is even worth the cost
She said, "Now mister, sit down, and I'll tell you again
There ain't a magic potion for the state that you're in"
Well I'll get another opinion, see you, thanks a lot
I need another prescription from illegal stock
And why I'm so denied is a mystery that no key unlocks
I said, "You might as well give enough for six weeks, hey
And have you any more info? I'll be quiet and pay"
Oh, I really can't be dealing with these crooked dogs
I see a rare-looking bird out the cold window
Flying like a sun, like a saying I know
This isn't my time to die
You're never really gonna die
I never really wanna die
I'm never really gonna die
Life, it holds a whip and beats you to the clock
But why it peaks all night is an unfairness I can't resolve
I've done the juices and the cleanses, but it's too New Age
I'm waiting for the gold that the big lads make
And I'm getting near my wits end with this feudal hark
I find a penny on the floor, at the late-night show
And a girl called Lucky, well, what do you know?
This isn't my time to die, I'm never really gonna die
I call my daughter right up just to say hello
I'm holding up the bottom of an all-time low
Am I really gonna die?
Am I really gonna die?
Am I really gonna die?
Am I really gonna die?
Am I really gonna die?
Am I really gonna die? (Hey, Dad, don't say that, hey, Dad, don't say that)
Am I really gonna die?
Am I really gonna die? (Hey, Dad, don't say that, hey, Dad, don't say that)
Lyrics submitted by EternalTearsOfSorrow, edited by BlueCornMoon
Am I Really Going To Die Lyrics as written by Harry Mcveigh Charles Cave
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I think this is about transcribing fact from fiction with all the bull that\'s being force fed to us on the daily as of late.