"Wretch" as written by and Moe Carlson Rody Walker....
Chews the fat with his creator
Over breakfast in the sunlight
Through when he says grace,
When he says grace, he feels enveloped like a shadow
There are evenings when this decimated world of movement, colour, form,
Is thin and getting thinner
When lights are dim and getting dimmer
when nights are grim and they're only getting,
Only getting grimmer

As they barter their boulders and martyr their soldiers,
Teach a man to tear her fucking head from her goddamn shoulders

Held into the sun by the threads of her hair,
They impart a secret hatred from their fathers to their heirs

Suppressed and unaddressed the simple fact remains unspoken,
In silence left unbroken, on a bed bound and gagged
With culture, language, myth and law: our Goddess gave birth to your God
From a wounded womb where her flesh scarred and raw
Our Goddess gave birth to your God


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"Wretch" as written by Lucas Hoskin Arif Mirabodlbaghi

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  • +2
    General Commentthink this song is about paganism leading to modern chirstianity. In a nutshell.
    Ravolutionon February 10, 2008   Link
  • +2
    General CommentFrom Arif's mouth himself, the whole idea behind the album is the loss of faith in science and reemerging of goddess worship. With that said:
    Chews the fat with his creator
    Over breakfast in the sunlight
    (through when he says grace)
    When he says grace
    He feels enveloped like a shadow

    It is when a man says grace that he becomes conscious of his actions. this consciousness is the very concept that clouds his idea of choice and therefore clouds his sense of divinity. because with goddess worship, nature and everything natural, such as ones subconscious, is divine due to its mere existence. It is like nihilism and existentialism in the sense that there is no real right or wrong, the only thing wrong would be to lie to yourself and believe that there is a universal, objective set of ethics that everyone should follow (or else...)

    there are evenings when this decimated world of movement, colour, form, is thin and getting thinner - when lights are dim and getting dimmer (when nights are grim and getting grimmer)

    this beautiful world is defiled and perverted by mans consciousness and ethics

    as they barter their boulders and martyr their soldiers, teach a man to tear her fucking head from her shoulders

    they demean the natural value or divinity of boulders and they give men a false idol to kill themselves for. they are teaching everybody to become conscious of their actions, to have faith, and to kill the goddess

    held into the sun by threads of her hair as they impart a secret hatred from their fathers to their heirs

    the mens subconscious secretly hates their fathers for feeding them such bs

    In silence left unbroken
    On the bed bound and gagged
    With culture, language, myth, and law
    Our goddess gave birth to your god

    the goddess remains silent and unconscious as she is being raped by language, myth, and law. all of which are the conscious man's pitiful attempts to interpret and explain what cannot be explained, the incomprehensible idea of incomprehension. the natural divinity of the world cannot be explained and therefore should not be explained.

    As Ravolution basically said, this song is about the goddess being raped by consciousness and giving birth to idolatry and modern religion
    mishmeisteron February 12, 2008   Link
  • +1
    General CommentI love at the little quote at the very end "You wanted to see the galaxy?" I just realized it's a soundbite from the movie Starship Troopers. Badass
    deluggz247on March 10, 2008   Link
  • +1
    My Opinionum, k i say a ROUND OF CHEERS TO THE MEOW BREAKDOWN! xD
    EndOfDestinyon September 25, 2009   Link
  • 0
    General CommentCould've formatted the lyrics instead of typing them in the same paragraph structure from the lyric booklet.
    Embarassmanon January 30, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General CommentTEAR HER FUCKING HEAD FROM HER GOD DAMN SHOULDERS!
    fuck I love this song
    mellfordeftoneson February 02, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General Comment*meow*
    :D
    ALotOfNothingon February 02, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General CommentChews the fat with his creator
    Over breakfast in the sunlight
    (through when he says grace)
    When he says grace
    He feels enveloped like a shadow
    But there are evenings
    There are evenings when this decimated world of movement, colour, form
    (gets thin)
    And getting thinner
    (When lights are dim)
    And getting dimmer
    When nights are grim
    And they're only getting
    Only getting grimmer
    (?)

    As they water their boulders
    And martyr their soldiers
    Takes a man to tear her fucking head from her goddamn shoulders

    Held into the sun
    By the threads of her hair
    By the threads of her hair
    By the threads of her hair

    They impart a secret hatred from their fathers to their heirs

    In silence left unbroken
    On the bed bound and gagged
    Bound, bound and gagged
    With culture, language, myth, and law
    Our goddess gave birth
    Our goddess gave birth to your god

    On the bed bound and gagged
    With culture, language, myth, and law
    From a wounded womb where her flesh is scarred and raw

    our goddess gave birth to your god
    our goddess gave birth to your god
    our goddess gave birth to your god
    our goddess gave birth to your god
    GODDAMN

    With culture, language, myth, and law
    From a wounded womb where her flesh is scarred and raw
    (our goddess gave birth to your god)
    B12on February 06, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General CommentThere's probably a lot more to this song, but the last line basically sums up the point. But yeah, this song kicks ass. The gay little high-pitched singing at "when lights are dim" is awesome. Best part of the song.
    AmpleVoltageon February 07, 2008   Link
  • 0
    General Comment"Flidais is a figure in Irish mythology, a member of the Tuatha Dé Danann. She is known by the epithet Foltchaín ("beautiful hair")."

    Limb from Limb is about irish mythology, specifically Flidais. Now the reason i bring this is up because of

    "held into the sun by threads of her hair as they impart a secret hatred from their fathers to their heirs"

    which could be about Flidais again.
    Ravolutionon February 18, 2008   Link

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