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decomposing

by Thomas Christ

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1.
Everybody I know thinks I'm insane but they don't understand, don't have to feel the pain They just go about their daily grind naive and unaware. That when the world decides it hates you and you hate it too A kind of anger and fear takes control of you And you lose all hope you had for tomorrow, you spend life lost in sorrow. Lost in a world where love is dead Devoid of hope I rot away In this prison and I know there's no escape And you cannot help but cry at night Because you know it's never gonna be alright And things can only go downhill from here Into the depths of a terrible hell You continue down the highway of death and decay And as your reward, you'll be dead one day. Life moves too fast despite starting slow Most of the time, you're lost in sorrow.
2.
decomposing 03:46
I am guilty of letting myself so many times to live a lie. I thought if I was left alone, I'd whither away and die. It was hard to take a stand and stop taking the abuse. I gave everything that I had, only to find it was no use. Sticks and stones may break my bones but I will not be hurt by what you say. When you're decomposing in the ground, you won't do much talking anyway. I found that between sex and hate there is just a thin line. But you can't expect miracles, water doesn't turn to wine. It is never easy when you have to smash a pretty face. When you have to stand up for yourself so your blood isn't spilled a waste.
3.
I lost my heart and I lost my mind - I lost it all in this shattered existance. I lost my passion and I lost my soul - I lost it all in this shattered existance. At a young and tender age My life was filled with a violent rage. I was stripped of what little I owned, cut deep right to the bone. Steeped in a world that takes everything, And is replaced with the pain that it brings. I'm only kept alive cause I'm afraid to die. Everything I've known but loss was a lie. Nothing is real but pain and fear, Death is always waiting between there and here. It's easy for me to just glue on a smile, And pretend like there is anything worth my while. The truth is life is empty from birth to decay, But for false platitudes that we spew every day. Why was I born just to wither and rot, Like a corpse roasting, burning in a hell so hot.
4.
I have a long and illustrious history of being the most hated man on the earth, and if history tends to repeat itself than my whole entire life will be of little worth. So I am Sorry to say, but it has to be said, that I've never loved myself sometimes I wish I was dead. No one understands what it's like to be me. There is No love, hope, only disease and debris. I'm sorry to say that I hate myself. I'm sorry to say, wish I was somebody else. I'm sorry to say, but I just cannot relate. I'm sorry to say, for me it's far too late. It's too bad but I don't give a shit for Anyone but me, I have no choice but to say, Because all my time is filled with suffering and pain, And it has left me with little hope for today. In this world, I've learned it's you or it's them. And you know I'll be goddamned if I just let them condemn Me to a life of sadness and shame, I'm good enough at doing that, so let me take the blame.
5.
Spinfall 04:06
My world is like a mayan prophecy, I'm doomed from the start. But there is no medicine man with a cure for my dying heart. I'm trading my first cross in for one without training wheels. Crucified again and again, so numb, I cannot feel. And the world keeps spinning round and round just like a disco ball. And when it all comes crashing down who's gonna break my fall? One day soon I will just be another artist in the ground. My death won't even be televised I'll dissapear without sight or sound. I hope I can haunt and terrorize all those that made me this way. My spirit remaining on earth to make everyone pay.
6.
Welcome to the void, let me show you around, you won't hear a sound, there is none to be found. Not even silence, Just a constant static, To the uninitiated, might be traumatic. Enveloped in blackness, becoming blind and deaf, desperately searching for anything left that seems vaguely familiar, but nothing is there, falling faster and faster, yet you're going nowhere. Feelings and emotions, love and pain are destroyed. This is how feels to live your life in the void. Total emptyness there is no way to avoid. Welcome to your life, your life in the void. The longer you are in here the crazier it seems, and no one is here that can hear your violent screams. No love, no affection, no sex, and no joy. No friends, no loved ones, Nothing to see or enjoy. Everything is grey and infused with despair. No sunlight, no trees, nobody who cares. Slowly and gradually, You begin to be one, with the encompassing void, and your existance is done. This is how it feels to live your life in the void Welcome to your life, your life in the void.
7.
Weakest One 04:02
On my birthday it rained and rained - The sun never shined that day. Flowers died and shriveled up in the water they washed away. The sky darkened, the lightning struck, the weakest one was born. Into a world that showing only hate, shame, disdain, and scorn. I was born to be the weakest one. Sent to earth, known as the bastard son. Given life to become the king of fleas. To cause hatred and to spread disease. I grew up in the shadows, rarely to be seen. To avoid the curse whose root is buried within my spleen. The first time I seemed to be loved, was a plot to elevate my pain. And it happened again and again, but everyone says I'm to blame.
8.
When something's crawling through the dark Threatening while you sleep. If it comes haunting in your dreams and causes you to weep. Then you must set that thing ablaze and burn it till it's dead, Or you can count on its return, Again and again and again. There is nothing in this world greater than fire. Hunting and killing is its only desire. Kill it with fire! Whether someone broke into your house, or you need to get revenge on an ex-lover. It doesn't matter what the cause, as you will soon discover. Those angry flames just don't care, they don't discriminate. They will burn it dead like a moth in a flame, anyone or anything you hate.
9.
Nailed 07:12
Sore, blistered skin, scraped across concrete, Now I know, exactly what fate I will meet. Bruised and beaten, ripped open to the bone, Headed to the end, never again to return home. Everyone in town, comes to laugh and stare, It doesn't suprise me, I knew they never cared. Dragged down the dirt road, dust chokes and I turn blue. I'll never forgive them, they know precisely what they do. Pull me up the hill, Nail me to the cross, It won't be the first time That I have suffered loss. Drive the nails in deeper, Hammered with your hate. Please, finish the job Before it is too late. Salivating at the sight of blood from all my wounds. It seems the more I suffer, the more I get put through. From here I catch a glimpse of the hill I'm headed for. I can see the bodies of the ones who went before. The time is almost here and crowd is getting louder. The soldiers have been drinking, but they're already drunk with power. Now the nails are ready, the first spike is going in. Wishing I was never born, I'm crucified within.
10.
Die Alone 03:36
In a hateful, stupid world, there isn't much that is fair. Shallow people are glorified, even though deep down there's nothing there. But a fate much much worse, Is lurking just around the bend. Not only will we die, but, we won't have each other in the bitter end. There's only one thing that is sure, in the end we're on our own. And even if the sun explodes, we all will die alone. Even if we die together, We can't take anyone with us. Whatever lies beyond we have to face as seperate piles of dust. Lonelyness in a finite life is a sad and painful affair. Then how much worse will it be, alone for eternity without repair?

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Recorded in 2012, decomposing is the 11th official Thomas Christ LP. This record, a companion to the following 12th LP Regaining Composure, saw Thomas Christ return to roots with the synth-based dark new wave sound that was used in the early days pre-2001 - new wave with an aggressive edge. The lyrical themes deal predominantly with misery, depression, death, and loss, as did most of the early Thomas Christ albums.

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released February 10, 2015

Thomas Christ - all instruments, vocals, production, etc . . .

Recorded in 2012

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Thomas Christ Pittsburgh, Pennsylvania

Hailing from Pittsburgh PA, Thomas Christ is an industrial rock/electro rock solo project that began in 1999. With 18 albums (and counting), Thomas Christ continues to deliver emotionally and politically charged rock and electronic music that draws inspiration from a wide variety of genres an aggressive, industrial edge that must be heard to be appreciated. ... more

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