Dying In Circles
Awakening Amidst Shadows: Silent Planet's Poetic Reflections
Lyrics
Beside the shadow of a frozen chapel, under the marriage of the cross and crown,
Describing a scene near a church where power and authority intersect
outside the privilege of the chosen ones, the Image of God is sleeping on the ground
Despite societal distinctions, human worth is disregarded and ignored
Spires pierce the sky like steel through your hands,
Church structures and religious symbols are likened to painful piercing
Planks from our eyes plunged in your side
A reference to not seeing someone else's pain, perhaps referencing Biblical allusions
Water poured out but we want wine
A contrast between spiritual significance (water) and human desires (wine)
You said, "take and remember", but we always forget
A recurring failure to remember important teachings or instructions
To the outcast sons, to the sojourners descendants of loss
Reaching out to marginalized and displaced individuals
I'll hold my breath until you can breathe
A commitment to wait until others are also empowered
To truly live I must begin anew and be consumed
To truly live, one must undergo a transformative experience
Make a heart of flesh from these hollow stones
Transforming from being unfeeling to having empathy and emotion
I'm learning what it means to trade my certainty for awe
Embracing wonder and uncertainty over rigid certainty
When you fell to your knees to wash my feet
A reference to a humble act, potentially tied to religious symbolism
Did you see the trampled shadows stained underneath?
Awareness of the suffering and struggles experienced beneath surface actions
Did you hear the acrimony, perpetuated by the puppet sewn to the pulpit?
Criticism of religious leaders perpetuating bitterness and conflict
We forgot your life and became a people of death
Forgetting the essence of spirituality, leading to a spiritually dead society
Spell-bound by the celibate spectacle, inhabiting mausoleums
Being captivated by religious rituals while neglecting spiritual vitality
We are the eulogy at the funeral of God
Humans becoming the expression of mourning the loss of divine presence
To the outcast sons, to the sojourners
Reaching out again to marginalized and displaced individuals
Descendants of loss be consumed
Encouragement for a transformative experience through complete immersion
I'll hold my breath
Reiteration of waiting for transformation
To truly live we must begin anew
A collective call for a communal change to truly experience life
Trade your certainty for awe
Encouragement to exchange rigid beliefs for a sense of wonder and reverence
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