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Hell First

by Tharsis They

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Tyler Land
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Tyler Land this album is tough as fuck Favorite track: Worship II.
RABDiamondz
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RABDiamondz This album rips from start to finish Favorite track: Bloodwork.
Der33
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Der33 Your teeth will not end in the same place they were when you started listening to this album, but you can listen a few more times and they’ll eventually get knocked back in line.
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1.
Horsemen are booted and saddled Dogs of doom are howling more Time again proves relentless As the hourglass heeds the call Numbers illuminated In flagrant graphic depiction Out of sequence and out of time Circle the drain as you leave your mind With aimless precision Drag the knife to score And ride it down into the deepest blue Infect the water with dissent Bury me at sea I’d sooner fill my lungs and drown in peace [I wanna be sedated] The horsemen are riding with fury White, red and black, judgement in hand Time again proves relentless The pale horse brings famine and plague Numbers illuminated In dire panicked affliction Out of sequence and out of time Call forth the dread as you forfeit your mind Clothe me in black and cuff me to this gilded cage I’ll watch the sun go down through the cracks Of this prison cell And you can count your blessings While I carve this beating heart Straight out of my rib cage And on to the cold gray floor I’ll cover it in fragments of bone From my fucking skull Picture me like this Picture me like this Spitting shards of glass through broken teeth Picture me like this
2.
I am my father’s son So let the exorcism begin Board the windows And seal the cracks Where any light might shine in Extol his holiness And bathe me in sin Rid me of all that bears your name Shedding skin I’ll carve an X on my fucking head And pound the nails in your wrists With my own bare hands Pry open eyes that have failed to see Lo I hear them sing The son of god is a fucking thief Stolen consciousness For hollow rhetoric The self imprisonment Of a love you never could give All we ever wanted Overshadowed by a work of fiction All we ever wanted Was love without condition If I am my father’s son Bitter is the fruit that falls far from the tree Left to rot in sun and soil Begging I scream That you might hear An ounce of truth not tied to some creed I’m on my knees, no sword No lord and no savior Can’t you fucking see?
3.
Crawling beneath the skin Teeming with apathy The slowing of the bloodstream Writhing from within Let it penetrate me Through each and every vein Like a slow acting poison Usher in the pain Pain Dry my mouth and still my tongue Dry my mouth and still my tongue Compartmentalize each thought Into columns and rows Of straight fucking lines I know all too well Rather lie and wait In this hell I've razed Succumb to weakening limbs I clench my fucking teeth I'd rather die on my feet But I'm on my fucking knees I want to feel it sink I want it empty and hollow Even with the antidote Perfectly in reach Dry my mouth and still my tongue Straight fucking lines
4.
Bloodwork 02:35
So if I suffer through the madness And keep myself from slipping under If I learn to best the sadness Is it really enough? Could the rush feed on blood of the dead? Like tire tracks in dirt Or the snake that sheds its skin Calm before the storm Or dare I say dust in the fucking wind Mistakes repeated like patterns in pavement On shifting landscapes, fleeting motivation I am the thorn that draws blood from your vein (Blood from your vein) I am the altered reflection (Reflection) I am the father and son of sin I always scream like I’m dying So if I suffer through the madness And gravitate to the pull Can I claw my way through blackness And pull myself out of this void Never quite knew What it was you were trying to say All those words and turns of phrase Buried in texture Now lying uncovered, alone and exposed A testament to our living will to come undone And now I finally see the thread Woven through these tired songs of salvation and apathy Wear your crown of woe and sorrow Let the rush feed on blood
5.
[Into the night without sound Without sight Voiceless, it rides Coordinates of a conscious mind]
6.
Hypnotized by the flow While basking in that glow Only aware of what we are not Oblivious of the current lot Expressionless clones Proximity unknown Surroundings ill told Ripped wide open raw materials exposed Are we still basking in that glow? Deny the fire despite the smoke Reject the answers to questions Immune to power of suggestion Thou must keep it together While it perpetually falls apart Cracks in the skin of Sisyphus hands Give way to a lifetime of dead ends Comfort me with color and sound In moving pictures, to the floor we are bound Feed me lies and distraction Then on the beach With gun in hand Kiss it goodbye All these false empires built on Built on sand If you should open your eyes To meet the glare of the sun Empires built on sand Take its life and fire blind
7.
On the promise of elimination I give unto you Perfectly packaged and processed Undeniably true Cup your hands to receive Sweet prophetic relief Taste your god, swallow with spit The ritual is stronger than reason Allow yourself to believe Wouldn’t you wanna know? I want you to take it I want you to taste it Now form those lines of divine intervention I want you to take it Fear Taste the fear Taste the lies Swallow it down for Jesus Christ Little blue pills Laced with rejection Grind em down Blinding obsession Love lost in the wake Of the lives you’ve left behind Swallow your lord and savior Swallow those magic pills Love lost in the wake Of the lives you’ve left behind But I won’t swallow No I won’t swallow I’d rather choke on the bit
8.
No synthesis of words could bring to light That which lives in plain darkness And in that one still second before the very thought implodes Imagine your lowest common form Feel the swift rush of air as the blade drops And let the bloodstains spell it out Beneath the rust that corrodes Pathogens born and exposed A spore that spawns a culture of malignant minds Lines of hate prey on dividing lines Malleable, predisposed Malleable, predisposed A ritual performed in white light Always thrusting with best leg of three Amenable, amenable On the notion these cages are built to last Unaccountable, count of all Heads are down no questions asked Unaccountable, take the fall A routine beheading by ceremonial sword These cages won’t last forever On the count of all Watch carefully as it flows From the mouths of power like water To be ingested and absorbed With the resonance of a common chord Carnivore, carnivore Carrion will rot between bars of cages While their teeth sink into power Stolen lives for rising statistics Behind the mask closed eyes won’t see Rebranded slavery Subliminal marketing Eradicated autopsies Inundation of mind Accumulation of bodies Behind the cloak the dagger cuts Through the facade of the American spirit
9.
Worship II 02:30
As the salt stains take shape Tearing away, silt permeates every pore Weather these bones Accept this sacrifice It’s eating away Deteriorate, extinguish this mortal soul In my time of dying I offer no exaltation To the old gods or the new I’ve taken no cross Forgone blood of the chalice Carve this heart out of my chest Hollow these eyes Until there’s nothing fucking left I’ll spit in the face (spit in the face) And deny his holy name Sins of the father Sins of the highest order (Bleed) bleeding away Extinguish this mortal soul In my time of dying I worship only in the dirt, dust and soil Bear your cross Bearer of crosses, I sing to thee I will submit to powers greater than I Still I reject your fucking ghost in the sky Open the earth and swallow me whole To the mother, my one true savior I give my blackened soul From sea to summit Of sun and stone Worship at the altar of ash and bone I worship at her feet Ash and bone I worship ash and bone
10.
Hour Lines 02:54
Crush my soul Pour the salt in the wound There is nothing Nothing Nothing that I could’ve said Nothing to prove Take my soul, take it all Give myself to the sun in the sky To the sun, to the sun Lift the dread from the back Of my faltering mind Lift it high In the frame of the all seeing eye We are one, we are nothing To the sun in the darkest of skies I am yours Crushing, crushing, crushing Crushing our souls into dust We are nothing Nothing Nothing at all if not dust We are nothing Take these souls, take em all Cast in our shadows we see The fractal forms we inhabit Spread out like grains of salt in the sea Raise me up to the sun Expose my arrogant flesh Beyond magnetic fields Controls are set for the heart of the sun Ride on solar flares Weigh the life of one man If Icarus took it back I’d still aim straight for the heart of the sun Give myself to the sun in the sky To the sun, to the sun Lift the dread from the back Of my faltering mind Lift it high, lift it high In the frame of the all seeing eye We are one, we are nothing To the sun in the darkest of skies I am yours
11.
In a manner of speaking, I already spoke And when it comes to keeping, I - I fucking choke Oh I can tell by the way your eyes they hide You don’t wanna know And I can tell by the way I scratch my skin Beneath hooded cloak I am full of shit Oh when I can’t find what it is I think I need Come crawling back on busted knees And I know the calling as well as the answer I’ve bested multiple deaths on the other side of the lid Still human, less or more than I’ve obeyed these geometric formalities time and again Still discontent, still fucking sick Ride between those lines And thread that fucking needle Both hands on the goddamn wheel Break that hellish fever Or justify your fucking lies again You’d suffer fools, you’d suffer hell You’d suffer anything other than self In the sound of the praise of the choir You fucking float For competition has taught me well Don’t even bother to nourish the self Oh have I found what I needed? Walk this path undying fiend Unsheath your sword Shave it clean Nothing short of an autopsy Could reveal this malady A shitty box for you to keep Keep convinced, keep it lean Feast on flesh, enslave the rest And still we can’t get enough

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Release #4, LP2 - coming 12/17/2021

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released December 17, 2021

THARSIS THEY IS DICKI HILTON (GUITARS & VOICE), STEVEN MUCZYNSKI (VOICE), AND BRIAN MCGUIRE (DRUMS).

HELL FIRST (IN TRUE T-THEY FASHION) WAS RECORDED & MIXED BY CHRIS TRESTAIN AT VARIOUS LOCATIONS (MOSTLY IN MICHIGAN), DURING VARYING INTERVALS OF TIME AND SPACE (BETWEEN 2018 - 2020), EVENTUALLY TO BE MASTERED BY THE ONE AND ONLY, BRAD BOATRIGHT AT AUDIOSIEGE (PORTLAND, OR) IN MARCH OF 2021.

THE ARTWORK, LAYOUT & DESIGN WAS BEAUTIFULLY CRAFTED BY ALEX PATRICK FOR A PATRICK DESIGN (APATRICKDESIGN.COM), THE MUSIC WAS WRITTEN BY DICKI HILTON, AND THE LYRICS WERE WRITTEN BY STEVEN MUCZYNSKI (WITH THE EXCEPTION OF SEVERAL SCATTERED LINES THROUGHOUT WHICH HAVE BEEN RESPECTFULLY AND ADMIRABLY BORROWED - WE THANK THEE).

SPECIAL THANKS TO CHRIS TRESTAIN, WHO ALSO CONTRIBUTED BASS & VOICE, AND TO ERIC SCOBIE, FOR HELPING US FORGE THE PATH TO RELEASE THIS RECORD. BUT MOST IMPORTANTLY, THANK YOU. YEAH, YOU, THE ONE READING THESE WORDS RIGHT NOW... MAYBE EVEN FROM AN ACTUAL PIECE OF PAPER! LET’S BE HONEST, YOU’RE READING THE LINER NOTES OF A VINYL RECORD IN THE YEAR 2021, YOU ARE UNDOUBTEDLY DESERVING OUR ENDLESS GRATITUDE; SO WE THANK YOU.

HELL FIRST WAS PRODUCED, RECORDED, AND RELEASED BY THARSIS THEY.

CORRESPOND: THARSISTHEY@GMAIL.COM

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"If you like metal-infused post-hardcore like Converge, Botch and Trap Them, boy oh boy, are you gonna love Tharsis They. Somehow these guys manage to both out-hardcore and out-metal all of the aforementioned bands to concoct a sonic stew of thrashy, gnarly, gut-punching brutality." - Metalsucks.net ... more

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