[Standard Disclaimer: This analysis represents only my personal interpretation of the lyrical content of Redemption’s suite, The Fullness of Time, and is not representative of the opinions of either the band or any affiliated persons involved in the production of Redemption’s music; past, present or future.]
This is the third in a series of four posts analyzing the lyrical content of Redemption’s musical suite, the Fullness of Time. So far, Man has dealt with Rage and Despair, and in this track, he will be contemplating Release (and unburdening himself of these two negative and entropic emotions/dispositions). As a side note, this track is really fun to listen to if you like metal / progressive music.
Lying here surrounded
By the pieces of my life
Would it all be easier
If I lay be down to die
A piano interlude introduces the song and these lines are sung slowly. Man is picking himself up from his Despair, taking a survey of what’s happened. He’s surrounded by the fragments of his life, after everything’s seemingly fallen apart on him due to the betrayal of women; he wonders if it would be easier just to give up and die. (While suicide can be honorable in certain contexts, it is rarely honorable as a response to extreme depression. Following through on these thoughts and feelings would be a bad idea.)
The drums kick in and the verse continues:
Dreams piled high
On the back of this broken man
Is this all? Born to fall?
Or to rise again?
A poignant statement. Men tend to bear the burdens of all of society’s hopes and dreams. It is, generally, men who build society’s infrastructure, staff society’s enforcing positions (government, military, and so on) and men who take the fall when society begins to crumble (despite the fact that feminism is often a common element of that patterned collapse). In reference to that patterned collapse, the lyrics pose an interesting question – are all civilizations born to fall, or is it possible to see them rise again? While every civilization believes itself to be invincible during its collapse, isn’t it possible that our society could still be salvaged? It would be a long, hard road, to be sure, but to write it off as impossible…I think it’s a bit too early for that. But that’s another issue for another post.
Guitars kick in and we get another verse:
So much pain and disillusionment
Everything I once felt sure about
We’re all lost if we don’t know
It’s a game that we are all playing
The motions of all our counterparts
A piece of sinsiter scheme
More allusions to Despair but this time, rather than focusing on the pain, Man has begun to try to put the pieces together and analyze what has happened. He once felt sure about the way society was organized – sure that if he worked hard and was a good provider, he would have a good life like patriarchy guaranteed him. Now, he realizes that “we’re all lost” (we being men) if we don’t realize that there’s a game being played. You can take this to mean what you want – that Men literally need to learn Game to adapt and overcome. I take it more generally, in that feminists (in particular) have executed some grand strategies at very important power centers, enforcing a language ideology we’ve come to term feminism, which has influenced/distorted the very way people in Western nations think and perceive the world.
“The motions of all our counterparts,” that is to say, women, are a “piece of some sinister scheme.” This represents the way all women are culpable, to a degree, of allowing feminism to propagate. Their silence was a form of compliance; by not providing opposition to the movement they were complicit in its aims. (So too, mind you, were the men who were silent, and let’s not forget men who actively supported and enforced the movement.) This reminds me of people who try to dodge responsibility for their government’s ineptitude; anyone who pays taxes to the government is, to a degree, culpable for that government’s actions. Whether or not you vote matters little to the government – they’ll be spending your money either way. (By the way, your taxes are currently funding this post, which has been composed on my lunch break on a military base library’s computer.)
The puppet that’s broken has reason to smile
They can no longer force him to dance on their strings
Why shrug off the chains? If you wrap them about
You’ll be sunk to the bottom and drowning
The clockwork behind their smiles
Wound by hands that were made to harm
Here, Man has woken up to the fact that he has been little more than a dancing puppet for women as a group. However, the puppet who has been broken and betrayed – he who has lost all hope in the system ever satisfying him – actually has “reason to smile.” He is no longer compelled to dance when the puppet masters pull the strings. This is a powerful revelation – the revelation that we, as men, do not have to buy into womens’ construction of society nor do we have to play by their rules. They don’t hold the power – we do. The more men who wake up to this and live it, the better off we will all be as a result. After all, it has been well demonstrated here and elsewhere that patriarchy benefits both men and women, while feminism harms both men and women. Our Rage might compel us to seek vengeance against the opposite sex, but if we Release ourselves from that Rage, we come to understand that ultimately we must reconcile with women if there is ever to be any hope of a future for mankind. Granted, some may not be motivated to see humans prosper, but I’m not going to argue the merits of continuing the species here.
Still, Man is struggling, and he thinks about allowing the chains to wrap about him and drown him. Despair is still present as Release hasn’t been fully completed. He makes an observation that the “clockwork smiles” women and the rest of feminized society offer – the platitudes and meaningless trinkets and half-hearted concessions – add up to less than nothing. Furthermore, as a puppet, he was wound by “hands that were made to harm;” the system of misandry that society now fosters was designed only to harm men (with a side effect of harming women as well).
The first part of the chorus:
Just release yourself
Cause they can’t rape the willing
Or take what you have if there’s nothing else
Tired of life and filled with despair
And covered with blood from the crosses I bear
But I’m still standing
Should I make myself crawl?
It’s a difficult process but Man realizes he must free himself of the entropic synergy of Rage and Despair if he is to move on and make things right again. “They can’t rape the willing” means Man can’t be violated by a system he doesn’t buy into or believe in – he can’t be shamed by terms like “misogynist” if he doesn’t care about being slandered, for example. He’s not afraid to speak the truth and he knows in his own heart whether or not he hates women. Society can’t take anything else from him if he has nothing to lose – and he can reduce the amount of things to lose by reducing the amount of investment he makes in a feminized society. Even though Despair and Rage still weigh on his mind, and even though he is bloodied from the burdens he has borne, he is still standing.
It is not unreasonable to imagine that one of the crosses Man bears is the cross of feminism – a crushing weight and a cumbersome load that digs into him and wounds him on his journey.
The next verse:
Seems so counter to our nature
Accepting with grace the things we can’t change
But when all’s said and done and you’re wronged and deceived
Then it matters the most what you choose to believe
Should I fight against fate
Or should I just lay down and die?
Here, Man laments the passive nature he has been shackled with. It is against his nature to “accept with grace” the evils of feminism – the “things we can’t change.” What matters, however, is that after he has been “wronged and deceived” (as he was in Rage), then personal conviction becomes the most important thing to seriously consider. Where should Man’s beliefs lie? Should they continue to support conventional wisdom and the language ideology that fueled women’s betrayal of him? Or should he take a step back and examine things as if for the first time, without the crippling framework of lies and deceit that society has spun to poison his thinking? Should he fight against fate (another metaphor, here, for feminism) or should he just give up and die (either literally, or allow his spirit to remain crushed)?
I prefer to fight, but I suppose that choice is up to you, dear readers.
Guitar solo, followed by next verse:
The puppet that’s broken has reason to smile
But the strings can’t control you if you walk away
No more tears of disillusionment
I’l be a puppet no longer
The hands that I thought had held me
The clockwork behind their smiles
They’ll not have control over me
I’ll stand up and leave them behind
Here, we see Man has a lot more resolve than previously; he realizes the strings from the puppet master can’t control him if he walks away from the system of control (MGTOW). This can be achieved in a variety of ways – Game, expatriation, CoAlpha brotherhoods, marrying a foreign wife…
The regular chorus repeats once more before bleeding into a revised chorus, the finale of this track:
Just release yourself
From the scars you inflict on yourself
When you’re wounded by no one else
Rise above pain, move past my despair
And put down the cross that I’ve made myself bear
Now I’m still standing
And I’m not gonna crawl
This is an important verse. Here Man realizes his own culpability in the perceived evils that have been wrought upon him. He needs to release himself from self-inflicted scars (self-obsessed wallowing is one example, being unable to move on from the betrayal he’s suffered – scars inflicted when he is “wounded by no one else”). He realizes he needs to unburden himself completely of the cross he has made himself bear (feminism) in order to move on, and he has found new resolve (“I’m still standing, and I’m not gonna crawl”).
The next song is the most powerful in the quartet, and the reason I even started writing up any of the other ones. However, some of its power is reduced without understanding the full context of its lyrical content, and so these other analyses were necessary. See you next time.