Regarding the imagery, Jermaine says:

"In the land of the gods, all is love. They mingle and they fraternize and they bask in the divine glow of each other's company. Each of them, in turn, has lorded over the masses of mortal men, collected the spoils of humanity, and have stoked the fires of love and war. Each of them know that there is no 'reality', only perception. They collectively feed from the cultural umbilical cord, which in turn binds them to one another. They are one being, donning different masks.

So yeah...their 'sheep' need to relax."