Omega
[Stone Sour] Lyrics
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Translucent flesh and feeble bones,
The kind of temple where the whores and villains try to tempt the holistic tomes.
Running rampid with free thought to free form, and the free and clear.
When the matters at hand are shelled out like lint at a
Laundry mat to sift and focus on the bigger, better, now.
We all have a little sin that needs venting,
From the branches of office, do you know where your post entails?
Do you serve a purpose, or purposely serve?
When in doubt inside your atavistic allure, the value of a summer spent,
And a winter earned.
For the rest of us, there is always Sunday.
The day of the week the reeks of rest, but all we do is catch our breath,
So we can wade naked in the bloody pool, and place our hand on the big, black book.
To watch the knives zigzag between our aching fingers.
A vacation is a countdown, T minus your life and
Counting, time to drag your tongue across the sugar cube,
And hope you get a taste.
What the fuck is all this for?
What the hell's going on? Shut up!
I can go on and on but lets move on, shall we?
Say, your me, and I'm you, and they all watch the things we do,
And like a smack of spite they threw me down the stairs,
Haven't felt like this in years.
The great magnet of malicious magnanimous refuse, let me go,
And punch me into the dead spout again.
That's where you go when there's no one else around,
It's just you, and there was never anyone to begin with, now was there?
Sanctimonious pretentious dastardly bastards with their thumb on the pulse,
And a finger on the trigger.
Classified my ass!
That's a fucking secret, and you know it!
Government is another way to say better than you.
It's like ice but no pick, a murder charge that won't stick,
It's like a whole other world where you can smell the food,
But you can't touch the silverware.
Huh, what luck. Fascism you can vote for.
Humph, isn't that sweet?
And we're all gonna die some day, because that's the American way,
And I've drunk too much, and said too little,
When your gaffer taped in the
Middle, say a prayer, say a face,
Get your self together and see what's happening.
Shut up! Fuck you! Fuck you!
I'm sorry, I could go on and on but
Their times to move on so, remember, you're a wreck, an accident.
Forget the freak, your just nature.
Keep the gun oiled, and the temple cleaned shit snort,
And blaspheme, let the heads cool, and the engine run.
Because in the end, everything we do, is just everything we've done.
The lyrics to "Omega" by Stone Sour depict a society that is deteriorating both physically and morally. The first stanza paints a picture of a frail and corrupt individual who is susceptible to being lured by immoral influences. The second stanza describes the idea that no one is perfect and everyone has their own vices that need airing out. The lyrics also touch on the arbitrary nature of societal institutions and imply that they are not always serving the greater good.
The chorus repeats the phrase "What the fuck is all this for?" highlighting the confusion and frustration that people may feel about the state of the world. The bridge is a momentary reflection on the relationship between the individual and society, and how one may feel lost or isolated within it. The song ends with an expletive-filled rant that conveys a sense of helplessness and frustration towards the world.
Line by Line Meaning
What a skeletal wreck of man this is.
The singer is describing how feeble the body has become with time.
Translucent flesh and feeble bones,
The singer is emphasizing the weakness of the body.
The kind of temple where the whores and villains try to tempt the holistic tomes.
The singer suggests that immoral people try to corrupt those who wish to live veridical lives.
Running rampant with free thought to free form, and the free and clear.
The artist believes that unrestricted thinking leads to the best creativity and free expression.
When the matters at hand are shelled out like lint at a
The artist is saying that people should focus on bigger issues instead of insignificant ones.
Laundry mat to sift and focus on the bigger, better, now.
People should concentrate on important matters, rather than waste time on trivial ones.
We all have a little sin that needs venting,
Everyone indulges in something immoral or deviant.
Virtues for the rending and laws and systems and stems are ripped
The artist suggests that people should question laws and systems in order to understand their flaws.
From the branches of office, do you know where your post entails?
The artist is asking if you understand your role and responsibilities at work.
Do you serve a purpose, or purposely serve?
People should question if their job is meaningful, or if they are simply working for the sake of working.
When in doubt inside your atavistic allure, the value of a summer spent,
The singer is suggesting that people reflect on what is important in life when they feel uncertain or confused.
And a winter earned.
The artist believes that people should work hard to achieve their goals and not expect things to be handed to them.
For the rest of us, there is always Sunday.
Sunday is a day of rest for most people.
The day of the week the reeks of rest, but all we do is catch our breath,
Sundays are meant to be relaxing, but people often use the day to rest and recover from a busy week.
So we can wade naked in the bloody pool, and place our hand on the big, black book.
The singer is referencing a religious ritual, where people are baptized in blood and swear on a religious text.
To watch the knives zigzag between our aching fingers.
The artist is describing the pain that often comes with religious sacrifice and devotion.
A vacation is a countdown, T minus your life and
The artist is saying that a vacation is one step closer to death.
Counting, time to drag your tongue across the sugar cube,
People should savor joyful moments in life.
And hope you get a taste.
The singer is cautioning people that they may not always get to enjoy happiness in life.
What the fuck is all this for?
The artist is questioning the meaning and purpose of life.
What the hell's going on? Shut up!
The artist is frustrated and wants people to be quiet and listen.
Say, your me, and I'm you, and they all watch the things we do,
The artist is suggesting that people should imagine themselves in each other's shoes.
And like a smack of spite they threw me down the stairs,
The singer is describing the pain and disappointment that comes with being dealt a harsh setback.
Haven't felt like this in years.
The artist is saying that this event feels like a setback they experienced years ago.
The great magnet of malicious magnanimous refuse, let me go,
The singer is asserting that external factors prevent them from being successful.
And punch me into the dead spout again.
The singer is saying that they feel powerless and stuck because of the negative forces in their life.
That's where you go when there's no one else around,
The singer is saying that they feel isolated and helpless when they have nobody to turn to.
It's just you, and there was never anyone to begin with, now was there?
The artist is saying that people shouldn't rely on others to help them achieve their goals.
Sanctimonious pretentious dastardly bastards with their thumb on the pulse,
The artist is criticizing overly moralistic or judgmental people.
And a finger on the trigger.
The singer is accusing these people of being dangerous because of their beliefs and influence in society.
Classified my ass!
The singer is angry that information is being held from them and that powerful people have control.
That's a fucking secret, and you know it!
The artist is accusing someone of keeping information private for personal gain.
Government is another way to say better than you.
The artist is claiming that people in power view themselves as superior to others.
It's like ice but no pick, a murder charge that won't stick,
The artist is saying that the government, like ice that can't be chipped away, is impenetrable and immune to consequences.
It's like a whole other world where you can smell the food,
The singer is describing the lure of power and privilege, which is tantalizing but ultimately unattainable for most people.
But you can't touch the silverware.
The artist is saying that despite being attracted to power and privilege, people are often unable to achieve it.
Huh, what luck. Fascism you can vote for.
The singer is suggesting that people have limited options when it comes to choosing who they want in power.
Humph, isn't that sweet?
The singer is being sarcastic and expressing skepticism about the concept of free and fair elections.
And we're all gonna die some day, because that's the American way,
The singer is saying that death is inevitable, and that the chaos and violence in America contribute to this inevitability.
And I've drunk too much, and said too little,
The artist is lamenting an inability to fully express themselves or make a meaningful contribution.
When your gaffer taped in the Middle, say a prayer, say a face,
The artist is describing a situation where one is confined by a restrictive and oppressive system.
Get your self together and see what's happening.
The singer is giving advice for how to deal with a difficult and stressful situation.
Shut up! Fuck you! Fuck you!
The singer is lashing out at someone who is talking too much or not listening.
I'm sorry, I could go on and on but their times to move on so,
The artist recognizes that it's time to move on from their rant.
Remember, you're a wreck, an accident.
The artist is reminding the listener that they themselves are flawed and imperfect.
Forget the freak, your just nature.
The artist is suggesting that people should embrace their flaws and quirks as part of their natural identity.
Keep the gun oiled, and the temple cleaned shit snort,
The singer is suggesting that people should take care of themselves and their equipment in order to be successful and efficient.
And blaspheme, let the heads cool, and the engine run.
The artist is encouraging people to question authority and encourage rational and logical thinking.
Because in the end, everything we do, is just everything we've done.
The singer is suggesting that everything we do is based on our experiences and past actions.
Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC
Written by: JOEL EKMAN, JOSH RAND, SHAWN ECONOMAKI
Lyrics Licensed & Provided by LyricFind
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@ConcernedHorse
Indirectamente Omega cambio una vida, hace más de una década en un momento de desesperación pude decir NO a una oferta tentadora y peligrosa. Preferí seguir a duras penas terminar mi carrera universitaria y seguir tocando puertas. Hoy en día soy un respetable profesional con un buen empleo y una hermosa familia. Nada como ganarse la vida honradamente. Gracias Omega
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