The band broke up after the release of their third full-length Shorthand Operation. According to vocalist Jeff Suffering at the time, the album "quite possibly could be the best record I'll ever record." Explaining their breakup, Suffering said "we had a rough tour and nobody wanted to continue playing in 'Christian' music industry."
After breaking up, Suffering and guitarist John Spalding went on to form Raft of Dead Monkeys with label mate members of Roadside Monument. Suffering later went on to form the still-active Suffering & the Hideous Thieves. He also contributes to Mars Hill Church in Seattle, Washington, USA.
Members:
Jeff Suffering - Vocals, Keyboards, Bass, etc.
John Spalding - Guitar
Matt Johnson - Bass
Marty Martinez - Drums
also Matt Nelson, John Himmelberger, Jiles ONeal, Brian Trimble, Matt Bailey and Bill Power
Hope
Ninety Pound Wuss Lyrics
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I need the breath of life.
The breath of life.
The breath of life.
I am weak from the fight and I can still hear them celebrating victory.
Wiping the blood from my face.
The pain creeps in taking over my thoughts.
My spirit lays broken, shattered, shrouded by you.
I push you in and I like it.
Hating the darkness which becomes my flesh.
Inside this shell you try to hide.
Your still churning. mind and spirit burning.
Torture love never fails. exception in your case.
Failure comes quite naturally or so it seems.
Fading in and out from black to white, to black to white again.
Watching the blood running down my cheek. and my spirit lays broken.
And I feel so shattered and so tired.
I dug a hold six feet deep for you and you want it.
The lyrics of Ninety Pound Wuss's song "Hope" can be interpreted as the internal struggle of a person who is gasping for air, fighting for life and feeling weak. The person has been through a difficult fight and is now wiping the blood from their face. The pain of the struggle creeps in, taking over their thoughts. The person's spirit is broken and is shrouded by someone else, represented by the icy pale skin in a cemetery plot that the person dug. The person then experiences a moment of darkness and hatred, where they push the icy pale skin into the cemetery plot and feel a sense of satisfaction. However, inside this shell, represented by the icy pale skin, the other person's still-churning mind and spirit are burning, torturing the person's love. Failure seems to come naturally to the person and they fade in and out from black to white. The blood running down their cheek represents the physical pain and the person's spirit is broken and shattered.
The lyrics explore the inner turmoil of someone who is struggling to come to terms with their negative emotions and the pain they are going through. The person is fighting a battle, but the victory is not certain. They are hurt and feel weak, but they keep fighting. They are consumed by a sense of darkness and hatred towards someone else. Even though they feel satisfied after pushing this person into a cemetery plot, there is an overwhelming sense of pain and sorrow.
Overall, the song conveys a sense of hopelessness and despair, while also acknowledging the possibility of overcoming the pain and finding hope. The lyrics are a testament to the human spirit's endurance and resilience, even in the face of extreme difficulties.
Line by Line Meaning
Gurgling, gasping for air.
I am struggling to breathe and need the vitalizing breath of life.
I need the breath of life.
My existence depends on the intake of oxygen, and I yearn for it.
The breath of life.
Without breath, there is no life; it is our sustenance.
I am weak from the fight and I can still hear them celebrating victory.
I am physically and emotionally drained from battling against an enemy who has triumphed over me, and their revelry is audible.
Wiping the blood from my face.
I am removing the crimson fluid that has seeped from my wounds, likely caused by aggression.
The pain creeps in taking over my thoughts.
My physical suffering becomes mental anguish that dominates my thinking.
My spirit lays broken, shattered, shrouded by you.
You have destroyed my inner being, leaving me fragmented and obscured from myself.
Your icy pale skin in the cemetery plot I dug for you.
I have constructed a grave for you, and your appearance is deathly and cold.
I push you in and I like it.
I find pleasure in disposing of you as if it were a release from my pain and anguish.
Hating the darkness which becomes my flesh.
I loathe the despair that suffocates me and has manifested itself as part of my physical form.
Inside this shell you try to hide.
You are attempting to conceal yourself inside of me, but I cannot let you consume me further.
Your still churning. mind and spirit burning.
Your thoughts and desires are continuing to affect me, causing my mental state to suffer intensely.
Torture love never fails. exception in your case.
The anguish that comes with love is usually inescapable, but in your circumstance, it is an anomaly.
Failure comes quite naturally or so it seems.
It seems that it is effortless for me to fall short and fail in life.
Fading in and out from black to white, to black to white again.
I am losing consciousness, vacillating between fading to total darkness and emerging back into light.
Watching the blood running down my cheek. and my spirit lays broken.
As I witness the blood flowing down my face, I realize how defeated and utterly crushed I feel.
And I feel so shattered and so tired.
I am thoroughly depleted, both physically and emotionally.
I dug a hold six feet deep for you and you want it.
I have prepared a grave, and you eagerly await your demise.
Lyrics © Capitol CMG Publishing
Written by: NATACHA ATLAS, NITIN SAWHNEY
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