The point of Lich King was to create new old-school thrash metal in the vein of Exodus, Vio-Lence, S.O.D., Slayer and others. Lots of bands in the new wave of thrash these days are doing just that, but they stand out. The band itself admits this.
Tom Martin started Lich King as a one-man project around 2004, as a goof. People seemed to like the music. Their first two albums were released as a solo project posing as an actual band. In 2009 Tom cannibalized a local thrash act called Ages Ago and formed Lich King as a true band for the first time.
They think the sound of thrash was perfected in the 80’s and they're not trying to add anything to the mix. They're coming up with riffs and songs that the old masters didn’t. Despite that fact and their best efforts, they seem to be developing a signature sound.
They have five full-length albums as of 2017. Each features fast, headbangable riffs in modern stomp anthems, a sometimes comedic yet always violent songwriting sensibility, art and design from the guy that writes the songs and does vocals, a marked step up in quality from the previous release, an awesome logo and a mascot.
...A mascot that is not affiliated with a video game.
Waste
Lich King Lyrics
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Only moving fast enough to keep from getting caught
Hell is the horizon but the focus is the same
Play and turn a blind eye, circumstance will take the blame
Bills are piling higher and the stream is running dry
Wallowing in talent yet you're living in a sty
Cave walls closing in and all the voices are outside
Excuses and attrition and a failing sense of pride
Invested in, encouraged and then left to rot for dead
Waste
You've been wasted all this time
Waste
Entire adult life lived in
Slime and filth and atrophy, entropic disarray
Tools are close to hand yet opportunities decay
Bottom of the barrel and the staves are prison bars
Money is a trickle but the debts are like the stars
Waste
You're a waste of mother's care
Waste
Waste of precious space and air
Life is just a string of instances of deep regret
Dying old and unloved is an ever present threat
A line of dull occurrences and passing idly by
Continuing to breathe but not a soul can tell you why
Human history didn't need you, you weren't wanted and are dismissed
Waste
Walking waste of genes
A pillar of sloth
Without a reason to live
Waste
Just waiting to die
You're taking forever
Just to pass through the sieve
Just pass through the sieve
Living up to nothing and for no one and for naught
You have not really achieved anything in life and did not do it for anyone or anything
Only moving fast enough to keep from getting caught
You only work enough to avoid getting caught for being lazy
Hell is the horizon but the focus is the same
You know you're headed towards failure but continue with the same level of focus
Play and turn a blind eye, circumstance will take the blame
You play around and shift the blame on the circumstances rather than accepting responsibility for it
Bills are piling higher and the stream is running dry
Your debts are increasing and your earnings are decreasing
Wallowing in talent yet you're living in a sty
You have the potential but are living in a poor condition or situation
Cave walls closing in and all the voices are outside
You feel trapped and isolated from the rest of the world
Excuses and attrition and a failing sense of pride
You make excuses, lose motivation, and your sense of pride is diminishing
Can't recall a thing that people helping you have said
You have not learned anything from others who tried to help you.
Invested in, encouraged and then left to rot for dead
People supported you, but you did not use their support to improve upon yourself, and now you're regressing.
You've been wasted all this time
You have wasted your whole life being unproductive
Entire adult life lived in
You have wasted your entire life living like this
Tools are close to hand yet opportunities decay
You have the resources but let them go to waste
Money is a trickle but the debts are like the stars
You earn less and owe more
You're a waste of mother's care
You are not worth your mother's efforts and love
Waste of precious space and air
You are wasting others' places and resources
Life is just a string of instances of deep regret
Your life has been filled with regrettable decisions and situations
Dying old and unloved is an ever present threat
You fear dying without having anyone who loves you.
A line of dull occurrences and passing idly by
Your life has been unremarkable and wasted by passing time idly
Continuing to breathe but not a soul can tell you why
You're alive, but you don't know why you're bothering to live like this
Human history didn't need you, you weren't wanted and are dismissed
Your existence is not important in the grand scheme of things
Walking waste of genes
You are just a waste of genetic material
A pillar of sloth
You are the epitome of laziness
Without a reason to live
You have no purpose to keep on living and improving
Just waiting to die
You have given up on life and just want to die
You're taking forever
You're taking too long to die
Just to pass through the sieve
Just to move on to the next life phase, regardless of how empty it is
Contributed by Dylan L. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Cory Lamb
I love it, it's good to know that thrash will never die.
Miles Needham
never heard of them... some one referred them... good, speed, thrash, hard... I will listen to more later for sure... pretty rippin'
r n
Oh man! Real thrash like back in dem days! Even the cover looks authentic. I had to look you guys up just to see when this band was born.
NinjaRodent
The beginning bass is crazy!
Nekro Rabaphy
dude, i can't stop obsessing on Brian he is gotta be one of the best drummers I've heard in thrash metal since Dave Lumbardo
Willy Bear
Getting this album ASAP!
Coroner27
Awesome song \m/ :D
Infaction666
Blows the fuck out of my Boxes! But annoying I had to paid 40€ for your album, Europe need stuff like yours!
Redha Bitbol
Youtube haters can SUCK IT ! THIS IS PURE AWESOMENESS !!
Scared OfClocks
MY band is opening up for them \m/