This isn't going to be over the top and is more of a placeholder until the record is released when we can pick apart the lyrics and have a broader idea of the album concept(s). I am just going to state some obvious things for now. I'd also like to add some ambiance for reading. A score for this as it lacks pretty pictures that get most peoples attention like coloring books. Text is boring. Hmm, what's an appropriate song? I've got one. I think this one here is an appropriate tone setter.
In Tarot decks, Death is card number XIII. This track is also the 13th track of the deluxe edition. It also has a direct correlation to playing cards where the 9 of Spades is the most malevolent of them all. Obviously this is the 9th studio album dealt to us by our "AIDS of Space". Just as "Obsequey (The Death of Art)" concluded "The Golden Age of Grotesque", so this track concludes "The Pale Emperor".
"They taste tension because it is their life. Stop looking for ourselves. Bored towards most of it.We have grown to complain. I am a door to all of the worst who are jittery. Crazy people pretend me to not give a fuck./
No one is more abnormal or unimportant than them. I tried. I fucked them, still. No more establishing. Bored. Don't accept them. Bite their bullet. There is fresh something. Their lifestyle is fucked."
Due to not being able to post lyrics currently from the newly debuted songs in Santa Ana and Hollywood, I can't be more specific, but for those who have attended the shows or watched the videos in their designated sections, you can take a tour of this "House of Death" or art gallery/museum of your imagination and revolve around it on your own for now, (not to be posted), and yoke them anyway you'd like. "This aint no museum, no coliseum. This is your mausoleum.".
What we can mention and post for now are song titles and imagery. With that said, and with what was presented above, I'd like to add that each record starting with "Antichrist Superstar" has ended in the abject fatality of something. Whether it be something symbolical, a character, or what he himself is/what the canvas of his audience has blended into. "Deep Six" so to speak. "To destroy or dispose of (something) irretrievably". However, to be predictably cryptic using Manson lyrics, "You decide if you can live or you decide to let someone decide for you". To me, even though the story has yet to even be unraveled, we know how this will inevitably end for most even though there is an opt out of this wager for all. It's a game of choice and luck. The question is can you identify your real saviour and who is your deceiver? That decides the outcome.
In "The Tragical History of the Life and Death of Dr.Faustus" the character Mephistopheles/Mephistophillis, the "sympathetic devil" witnesses a deal that Faustus makes with Lucifer. He is warned but fails to see that what he has done cannot be undone, unable to escape as he is being cajoled into staying loyal to Hell and kept from repenting by Mephistopheles, (the one who forewarned Faustus to begin with), who also made a pact with Lucifer. He initially did not want Faustus make the same mistakes he did. However, the ending of the play leave with it a bit of ambiguity. "Faustus's friends discover his clothes strewn about the stage. From this they conclude that Faustus was damned. However, his friends decide to give him a final party, a religious ceremony that hints at salvation. The discovery of the clothes is a scene present only in the later B text of the play. In the earlier version of the play, devils carry Faustus off the stage.".
"Antichrist Superstar" was described as being the biggest lie ever told as well as being not just one person but a collective consciousness. "I didn't have to sell you/I'm on my way down now, I'd like to take you with me". It's a suicidal revolution. Mephistopheles is referred to in some texts as "Heavens Liar". The House of Death Collapsing, according to my preliminary interpretation, is Manson showing us the consequences of our own blindness, what was hidden or what we ignored, how we failed to heed the warnings he has always embedded in his lyrics. At the same time, as the artist and those who identify with him are conjoined as a kindred union, it is escapable and Hell is avoidable. Death, as of the world of self deception whether aesthetically or identity wise, can be overcome. We can toss more Manson lyrics around but for now we'll just keep it here. "Here's a trick that's gonna make you click". Thoughts?
Get Healed. Rise.