[1] Six men compose Woven,… Read Full Bio ↴There are at least two bands named Woven:
[1] Six men compose Woven, men from a diverse landscape, subterranean or 3rd generation biospheric-ish, maybe; still men from wombs, all. You can hear it in their sounds, in the aural subtext. But you have to listen closely, you must hone the listening ear.
[2] Woven is a two piece band from Missouri comprised of equal parts brutality and beauty. They eschew any sense of normality and hum drum sounds for the most barren of soundscapes and the most complex of structures.
Pillage
Woven Lyrics
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No one can tell us apart
You were oh so different
You thought you came up with all the plans
Dreams of overthrowing God
Turn to mutations
So do I!
Trapped like flies
Hidden under the desert sands
Genomic terrain for which they map
Probing for the trademark
We have the need to update
Scientists they know the best
Sculptors schooling creation
So do I
Trapped like flies
Pull my wings off
So do we follow me
Follow me down
The first stanza of Woven's song, Pillage, talks about the motivation behind creating something. The line "It's made to fill the holes" suggests that whatever is being created is meant to fulfill a need or void. The next line "No one can tell us apart" indicates that the creator(s) want to be distinct and unique. The following line, "You were oh so different, You thought you came up with all the plans" seems to suggest that the creator(s) are different from others and believe that they are in charge of creating something new - perhaps something revolutionary. The following lines "Dreams of overthrowing God, Turn to mutations" suggest that the creator(s) might have been trying to take on something too powerful for them and ends up causing mutations. The repetition of "So do I" and "Trapped like flies, Pull my wings off" suggest that they are aware of the consequences of their actions, but they continue to do it anyway.
The second stanza seems to suggest that the creator(s) are scientists or at least experimenting with science. The line "Hidden under the desert sands, Genomic terrain for which they map" indicates some sort of exploration or experiment. The line, "Probing for the trademark, We have the need to update" suggests that what they're creating is something that needs to be updated regularly. The next lines "Scientists they know the best, Sculptors schooling creation, So do I, Trapped like flies, Pull my wings off" suggest that the creator(s) recognize the importance of science and are learning how to create something new - perhaps something biological. The repeated "trapped like flies, pull my wings off" suggests that there are consequences to their actions, but they do it anyway. The final line "So do we follow me, Follow me down" seems like an invitation to join in the experiment, or to see where their actions will lead.
Line by Line Meaning
Its made to fill the holes
This pillage is created to fulfill the gaps and deficiencies.
No one can tell us apart
It is impossible to differentiate between us when performing this pillage.
You were oh so different
You had unique thoughts and ideals unlike the rest of us.
You thought you came up with all the plans
You believed that you were solely responsible for devising all the schemes.
Dreams of overthrowing God
Aspired to dethrone the divine entity.
Turn to mutations
These aspirations lead to significant transformations.
So do I!
Similarly, I also have dreams of revolutionizing things.
Trapped like flies
Caught in a trap, unable to free oneself.
Pull my wings off
Suffering from extreme restrictions and limitations.
Hidden under the desert sands
Concealed deep beneath the sands of the desert.
Genomic terrain for which they map
The genomic landscape, which the pillagers examine in detail.
Probing for the trademark
The pillagers are searching for the symbol that distinguishes the unique from the ordinary.
We have the need to update
We have a strong urge to modernize and revamp things.
Scientists they know the best
Scientists are the most knowledgeable in this matter.
Sculptors schooling creation
Artists crafting unique creations.
So do I
I also excel in the art of creating unique things.
Trapped like flies
Bound like helpless insects, unable to move freely.
Pull my wings off
Being restricted until unable to function properly.
So do we follow me Follow me down
Join me on this path of revolutionizing and creating unique things.
Lyrics © BMG Rights Management
Written by: Jonathan Burkes, Marc Viner, Michael Jerugim, Ory Hodis, Richard Abagon, Steve Abagon
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