iamLyric

10

Category : Entertainment, art

After all this time, so many videos and a full concert, there are still questions concerning the exactitude of the iamamiwhoami lyrics. However, I’ve decided to give it a try and post what a final look upon them might be. I’m posting the lyrics in the order of the concert songs. There’s a reason for which they’ve decided to arrange them this way. Sometimes, instead of listening to the concert again, I only read the lyrics as a story. They do make sense.

The way the present themselves at this moment is a result of a combination of the studio and concert versions, both in video and mp3. Missing bits or misunderstood words are highlighted.

u-1

A quien le coresponda

You gave me life
In return I’ll just pretend
You can watch it burn
In the ashes of your town
In the ashes of your town
We would build it back down

You gave me life
We would build it back down
In the ashes of your town
In the ashes of your town
We would build it back down

B

There it was, a land of decay
We should pack our things and run away
Rest in the quicksand
Shoulder to shoulder, hand in hand
Sink slowly now, take flight
Let the silence take us at daylight
Take a deep breath as we go, as we go

Wanting higher
Wanting higher up
Wanting higher
‘Til the morning forces us to climb back down
I’d rather stay, I’d rather let us drown

Wanting higher
Wanting higher up
Wanting higher

What a harsh, unpleasant hello
The kind of love I’ve learned to live with although
I will never shake what’s there behind
Your songs are still playing in my mind
All that white only turns to blue
Look after me and I’ll look after you
Take a deep breath as we go, as we go

T

A backwards march, my back against
Meadows of fear, where it all began
And there’s a hunt
For the sake of hope and the purest of hearts
Let their spirits be consumed

There’s a new world laid at your feet
We build an army from nothing
We raise our children to the beat
Of its comforting, pounding love

A forward talk solely against
our ways and means,we’re not like them
I’m on a hunt to find a cure
And before I depart into the deepest blue

Behind the insecurity
There is wall of assurance
She is her own worst enemy
She fights her battles for no one

There’s a new world laid at your feet
We build an army from nothing
We raise our children to the beat
Of this comforting, bonding love

Let us sink in for a new beginning
You know but now
Water fills her lungs and she’s inhaling
You feel bad now
Underneath the stars her body’s sinking
You do that now
A heavy sigh then not a sound

We had new lives to sacrifice
She makes us sin, then burns the crime
And there’s a want for something new
You might find me at the start
Or where it ends for you

Let us sink in for a new beginning
You know that now
Water fills her lungs and she’s inhaling
You feel that now
Underneath the stars her body’s sinking
You do that now
A heavy sigh then not a sound

N

Dress the part
It’s storytelling

time

Sharpen your knives
Watering mouths
Clean your plates for some tender I

Tell me how the story ends now

Come home, come see our place
Our labyrinth you keep hide
We push the boundaries
So the rules are bent
…………….. (Just in time)

Come wallow in my sorrow
Breathe your air into my lungs
What hides in my shadow?
My worst fear is real life
Tell me how the story ends now

O

I thought I felt a spark
Thought I saw a flame
When something changed in you
Who took the blame?

My plan was foolproof
As I became
A fortress of your heart

Love
(Love, love)
The kind that kills and scars
And make you kneel and crawl
To hell and back
(Love, love)
The words that slit your throat
Will make you think of love
As the new black
As what you lack
Love

The sound of letting go
A side of you
That we all set aside
When the world was new

Under the full moon
Only endless rain
An absence of your heart

Love
(Love, love)
The kind that kills and scars
And make you kneel and crawl
To hell and back
(Love, love)
The words that slit your throat
Will make you think of love
As the new black
As what you lack
Love

Papachoo

And the battle goes on
and the love that you have
will begin when you are all gone.

u-2

You can’t be the Knight.

Y

Little hope, little home of heavenly
Come and save us from this ugly truth
Little hope, sprung from necessity
May all good things in life come to you

Little ghost, so innocent and carefree
They would never stop hunting you
Little voice, life got the best of me
And in time that’s what awaits you too

Little hope, sing a song of fire
I know I’m to be just like that
Little hope, little hope, sing a song of fire

Little hope, love is on the inside
If you want, you dream of life now
Little hope, little hope, sing a song of fire

I’ve seen the truth and it’s nothing like you said
I’ve seen your picture of a perfect world
Now you can touch the halo around my crowned head
So many questions, so many things unsaid

Like Hell

Carrying my head with this mangled body
it hurts
Like hell

Carrying my head with this mangled body
it hurts
Like hell

Lights are on
There’s nobody home
mmmhhhmmmm
Longest sleep and hardest moan

mmmhhhmmmm

Carrying my head with this mangled body
it hurts
Like hell, like hell

.

I am fire, I am damage in the making
I am an army set out to control your every ticking
I am a giant, stepping on the tiny world you live in

we saw

And you shake and you shiver
As the roof is coming down
And the walls grow out in your hair

Shadows show dark as the river oh
Turn nights into stone
We run, we run terrified
What have you done?
This is how it goes.
It’s how it goes.

Mass confusion, never been so damn exciting
When your hearts fell for us was evidently unrequited.
And I shake and I shiver high
As I cut through skin and bones
Can you solve the riddle, oh?

Shadows show dark as the river oh
Turn knights into stone
We run, we run terrified
What have you done?
This is how it goes.
It’s how it goes.

I still believe these lyrics are far from the real ones, I still want the real ones. Am I disappointed I’ve often based my analysis on miscellaneous lyrics in the past? No… they seem to keep themselves in the same range so I couldn’t have been THAT wrong.

Are we ever going to get those official lyrics? Yes, I believe so and, if I’m allowed, I see them coming on a website that I am going to navigate on as if I were opening a fairy tale book. It’s a hint, yes.

; john

Used to be clean
now I’m filthy as can be,
scrapping off
every spot.

Used to be mean,
now I’m good as can be.
Raise me up!
I’m your star

May that god of me protect my soul
as I stay a little while longer
in this dusty rabbit hole
to sing my song chained on to your bed

Used to be told
my silence is gold (cold)
Coughing up
every drop.

Used to kiss more
now I’m granting you all
stepping up,
I’m your star!

May that god of me protect my soul
as I stay a little while longer
in this dusty rabbit hole
to sing my song chained on to your bed

Used to be clean now I’m filthy as can be.

clump

I never dreamed I’d need someone like you
All I want to fit is be the unity of you
But I like you
You see the overall of what we are
Is it a sad, sad sight viewed from afar?

Why don’t you call?

Whatever made you into clump like you?
The ice and cold that leaks out the cracks in you
Makes us as new
Whatever made you seem so very small
Like a tiny ant in life but large in thought

Who’s standing tall?

Cannot wait until I get my hands on you
we can do the things we said we would

You never had a true friend like I
Someone to pick you up when you needed to
Beget it through
If my hands weren’t so very sharp
This broken glass that surrounds wherever we are
Wouldn’t do us part

paaaart

Whatever made you into clump like you
The fiery warmth that reeks out from most of you
Is burning through
Whatever made you seem so very small
Like a tiny ant in life but large in thought
Come stand up tall

Cannot wait until I get my hands on you
we can do the things we said we would
Cannot wait until I see your smiling faces
And our love will be misunderstood

+46 702 888 037 (phone song)

Move your hand
South of the waist line
Let your head fall back
I will watch, Your body shaking
As blood rise against the sky
Leave a little mark, a contribution
As you get down on your knees
While we’re in the dark
You know how to use me
Now tell us how you feel

And this is Y all that’s left is Hope

45

Category : Entertainment, art

Where’s your crown, King Nothing? (Metallica)

REFERENCES:

- decoding iamamiwhoami – the beginnings
- A Closer Look To iamamiwhoami’s b Video
- iamamiwhoami’s o video
- u-1
- u-2
- n from Nature/Natural
- T – back in the kingdom we were Kings and Queens
- And this is Y all that’s left is Hope

- Iamamiwhoami – The Book Of Changes – Hexagram Theory

- Iamamiwhoami – Sources of Inspiration
- Identity in iamamiwhoami
- An Archetypal and Mythological Approach to iamamiwhoami
- iamamiwhoami official youtube channel

Did you ever notice that on a chess board the king is the most vulnerable, powerless piece of all? And yet, only the King can secure the victory in a game of chess.

Y is here. Let’s watch it and see what everything is all about.

WOW! It’s great to see the iamamiwhoami concept outdoing itself! With each video being better than the previous, you’d think the task is becoming more and more difficult. It might quite be so, but the results… just wow!

There are a couple of theories that fly above our heads, each sustained with different arguments. I’ve always walked on the perverting of Nature by humans idea, and I could easily see many items to confirm this theory. Looking at MO as being the representation of Nature and at Mr. Underpants as being the representation of humanity itself, I would just conclude Y is showing us how Nature is continually trying to teach the human being how not to destroy it and how each and every time the human being manages to f*ck things up (excuse the language, but it quite its the mood of the video, if you know what I mean) and fail, with dead nature getting re-born over and over again and the human being given yet another chance to try.

Little hope is us. We’re the baby in the video. Remember n? You are the child filming. Little hope. I remember what my grandfather used to tell me: we failed at making this world a better place, it’s in you, the youngsters, to do it. You are the only ones able to induce and complete this change. When we’re young, we’re ambitious children directing stories of ourselves.

As we grow up, we become confused Mr. Underpants. The King and the Knight are one and the same thing. The two sides of a human being: the passive psychic (powerful by nature, but very weak and vulnerable in will) and the active psychic (powerless by nature, but very strong when covered by protective armor, also instinctively violent). In the symbolism of the tarot cards, these two are the equivalents of  The King of Wands and The Knight of Swords. If you read a little bit about both of them, you’ll see what I mean by those two sides.

Plus: Mandrake grows under the gallows of unrepentant murderers, springing up from the criminal’s last semence. It must be uprooted in a particular manner, as the piercing groans of agony are so horrible that whoever hears it will die, or go deaf and insane. In the moonlight, the harvester must put wax in the ears, draw three circles around the plant with a sword or willow wand, and use a dog to actually uproot it.

I cannot move away from that cat! This time, it makes monkey noises, as expected. The thing about a monkey is that to me it looks like a representation of a joker (a fool). You know… the Joker in a court, the one who entertains everybody and who, in his madness, always speaks the truth? Also, in my previous analysis of other iamamiwhoami videos, I was referring at the cat as being a demon or some sort of cruel divinity. I am going to move up to the point where I could consider it a representation of God. The cat is moving around freely among glasses, forks and spoons and it even sits on its butt on a plate for cryin’ out loud! The cat is the story teller (Tell me how this story ends now), the path director.

As we enter Mr. Underpants’ realm, we find him as The King of Nothing, a king of waste, of duct tape. He might have a throne, but it’s placed in a dark, empty palace ans it’s made of duct tape. It’s clear he has failed in becoming what he has been suggested to become in ‘t’. His crown, scepter, orb and entire palace are made of the same material his beard is made of: brown, faded tape. Far from the precious foil of the Mandragora. Even more, he has no idea what to do with these items. He is stopping under their weight. Maybe he doesn’t give a damn either. His lethargic attitude speaks for itself. The way he wastes paper shows his lack of consideration for Nature (trees, as the material paper is made of) and everything else around him. As he marches towards nothing specific, leaving aside his royal regalia possessions, he moves both in space and in time. This is his pathetic try to become active. His walk has nothing of the proud walk of the Mandragora in T. His walk says “I’m too lazy o be a King, I’m self-sufficient”.

Don’t get fooled by the foil surrounding everything in MO’s realm, as this one looks more precious than the one the car in T was wrapped in. This foil is glass looking. It sparkles and it speaks ‘preciousness’. Because it protects precious things. Look on the ground of the forest: it’s full of waste. The trees are practically drowning in waste.

The light bulb is nothing but a direct reference to Little Hope. It’s the small light of hope. The light at the end of the tunnel, as we say. And you can see how this little light bulb has the power to light all the forest in the end. First a sparkle, then a fire. First one little bulb then numerous large neon lights. Also, if you look at the entire scene, it could be an allegory of a child being born and then going through life. We are all born having a small light upon our heads  – our life – and it’s up to us to live in such a way in which we make this life as luminous as possible. It’s our goal to make of ourselves successful individuals, powerful enough to produce light of ourselves, powerful enough to become someones, people whose paths of light would be known by others.

Alone in his empty kingdom, the only thing the King is left to do is to make sure he leaves a little hope behind. In real life, people procreate to make sure their species survives and their offspring do a better job at preserving nature and the environment. The King must be protected in order to win a game of chess, remember? No matter his weakness and his lack of skills in battle. On a board of chess, the king can only move a square. He has the same powers as a pawn. The only difference is the crown.

As the Mandragora leaves the realm of the King, worlds are reversed once more, and the King as left alone in his world, while another character appears, trying to save what’s left of the foiled Nature: the Knight. Or is it that this Knight in shining armor is actually the King who has disguised himself and is actually invading this world? The problem with the Knight is that, while it portrays triumph through direct action, it also implies angry, knee-jerk actions from a person. While he might act swiftly and with confidence, he is not as cautious of the sin of pride. When reversed, the Knight symbolizes the opposite of his upright meaning. He represents an individual’s state of mind marked by feelings of inadequacy or excessive hesitance. Clearly, the King cannot become a Knight, or should not aim at becoming a Knight. This is why he ends in killing the perverted nature and removing himself (the bad apple) as well from it, leaving room for a new future King, the baby.

Thus another cycle is complete, a new one begins, another MO bowl is being ‘fed’ and… well… I guess we’ll see what happens in the next video.

One thing I really liked about the knight is how he is portrayed. He belongs to the foil forest, he is part of it (or wants to be), as his armor is made of foil. Nevertheless, we can clearly see his undies. Then, he is being ‘named’ by his possessions. It’s interesting how the director of this video chose to make the knight kill the trees using all weapons knights fighting in crusades use: a sword, a lance, a bow, and an ax. I cannot make more of this apart from the denomination means. Maybe on an allegorical level. The many ways he pierces those trees as in the many ways to ‘penetrate’ during sexual intercourse.

Now, going on with the mythological approach, we can definitely see how the myth of the Mandragora Officinarum is being shaped and completed. Everything from the birth, to the growth of the MO is present. Even the outrageous ‘dead man’s semen’ we’ve all been avoiding for so long.

Last, but not least, sustaining an archetypal approach, friends from the best iamamiwhoami discussion channel ever have found analogies with the archetype of the German Goddess Alraune. Now, if you would be so kind to read this short wiki description of the myth, you would understand where this analogy comes from. Very similar to the MO myth. Naturally.

Maybe one of the biggest discoveries in what the inspiration for these videos is concerned is a passage from David Brown’s ‘Tchaikovsky the Man and His Music’ referring to the Mandragora. See the ‘About the Knight’ section at the end of this article for details. That is major discovery, especially if you think about the fact that we couldn’t make much of the usage of paper sheets in the iamamiwhoami concept. This changes many things, if you think of it. If the Mandragora morphs into a piece of paper to stick to her knight’s ankle in order to make him see her and fall in love in the end, then we sort of realize what King Underpants is really after.

However, we cannot restrain ourselves to judging the campaign from this point of view only. Because there are many elements that just wouldn’t fit. It’s clear this campaign is a modern interpretation of everything the myth of the Mandragora Officinarum implies, starting with the myth itself and continuing with all the shapes this archetype takes in other works of literature it has inspired.

Another thing that intrigues me is the stick man shaped plant in the black pot.

doubleY

To me it looks like a double Y. Which makes a Psi (Greek alphabet). Which makes me think of a couple of analogies:

  • - Psi – 23rd letter in the Greek alphabet. Jonna Lee has one reference to Greece on her twitter account, I believe?
  • – Psi – as direct reference to psychology, to be more specific to a certain branch: parapsychology. read the first paragraph of the wiki description.
  • - Psi – more exactly the Psi-Theory and more specific the 5 basic needs that trigger behavior, among which species preserving needs (related to sexuality) and need for affiliation (signals of legitimacy).

I’m pretty sure there’s more to the black pot than the ye can see.

Lyrics:

Little hope, little home of heavenly
Come and save us from this ugly truth
Little hope, sprung from necessity
May all good things in life come to you

Little ghost, so innocent and carefree
They would never stop hunting you
Little voice, life got the best of me
And in time that’s what awaits you too

Little hope, sing a song of fire
I know I’m to be just like that
Little hope, little hope, sing a song of fire

Little hope, love is on the inside
If you want, you dream of life now
Little hope, little hope, sing a song of fire

I’ve seen the truth and it’s nothing like you said
I’ve seen your picture of a perfect world
Now you can touch the halo around my crowned head
So many questions, so many things unsaid

Other opinions to sustain video analysis:

We are captain underpants. We long for videos like we long for drugs. We search through page after page of websites for clues and answers then got bored at some point. After getting a new vid, we become maniacs again, forming our own theories and stories (such as a knight in a fairytale), attacking haters and trolls (trees) and wrong information along the way. samchanso - YT iamamiwhoami community

I like that one, makes sense, of course. But as relevant as that might sound, the concept just has to be more profound, right?

‘captain underpants’ is father time- is usually depicted as an elderly bearded man, dressed in a robe, carrying a scythe and an hourglass or other timekeeping device(in B an hourglass is turned over) jonna represents mother nature- In prehistoric times, goddesses were worshiped for their association with fertility, fecundity, and agricultural bounty. As for the sixes-She had eaten six pomegranate seeds and had to spend six? months with Hades – six months that represent fall and winter. I’m guessing the strawberries are actually pomegranates. Jonna last updated her blog with ‘GREECE’ as the title. dreamedwonderland

That’s an interesting point of view and TheBizkitt has completed it perfectly:

I really like the idea that aside from being based on the mandrake it’s also based on the mythology of the six pomegranate seeds and Persephone… Persephone is the daughter of the Goddess Demeter… Ring a bell? She is essentially the goddess of BOUNTY. There are essentially other ties to Demeter, such as how T’s video bears resemblance to Salvador Dali’s painting based on the Empress Tarot Card… A tarot said to be usually tied with Demeter. And of course the setting of the first? videos are kind of like an underworld.

Furthermore:

There is clear message of the videos going a long? with the theme of women are used + the environment is used. The discarding that you speak of Mandrake women doing is of a women leaving a man, who has essentially taken advantage of her and abusive (see the simulated rape scene in U-2)… The same way he abuses nature by wasting a lot of paper (which was once Trees). I see the foil forest scene as a sort of condensed telling of iamamiwhoami…? Kind of like a PLAY of sorts. The Mandrake woman gets the idea (a light-bulb) of leaving her *safe* womb and venturing off to the wilderness, only for a man (possibly in love with this women) to try and play the role of her protector her knight and shining armor, but ends up fucking everything up by destroying nature… The thing that had created the girl in the first place. I don’t think IAM kills the man, he kills himself. She only opens her eyes at the same time because she knows the part where he kills himself is coming, and is very pleased.

About the Knight:

“A knight falls in love with a beautiful lady, who spurns his affections. A feast at the castle. A minstrel sings a ballad about the omnipotent Mandragora. The knight searches in the secret forest for Mandragora. Night. Incantation. The Mandragora blossoms. The prince pulls it up from its roots—and it turns into a beautiful enchantress who, of course, immediately falls in love with him, and in the form of a page, attaches herself to his foot. However, the magic spell is cast, since in the knight’s beloved jealously is at first awakened, and then love. Finale—as a result of this reversal the unfortunate Mandragora turns back into a flower, and the lovers wed” samchanson via and via:1iam

2iam

At the end of everything, the thing that appears to be getting out of the pot is a sheet of paper/a letter:

GIF animations generator gifup.com

Other things I have noticed only after I got into the video frame by frame:

- owl throne

owlthrone

- foiled man’s head on the ground, bottom left, between trees: 5:27

headongrownd

- foiled dead soldier/knight laying on the ground, right beside Mandra: 3:20

foiled man on d ground

- what appear to be some cocoons, and if you’re watching carefully the scenes in the forest, there are many of them laying on the ground

cocoon

I am also looking at Y as being the symbol for the virgula divina (a dowsing rod), a ‘tool’ which shows the way towards water or which has the power to discover hidden treasures. Symbolically, it shows the way towards the origin (water, as the source of life) and towards hidden inner resources (treasures – like creativity, for example – hidden deep inside one’s conscious).

In the same range of symbols, the way the tree MO is born out of looks is interesting. First, because it reminded me of those Vanuatu music instruments here, and second, because:

treehole

Compare the sign for Mo with:

motree

The text is taken  from The Evolution of the Dragon by G. Elliot Smith, page 280. Read it here.

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