Enter the summer of 2012; RIVERS OF NIHIL and Metal Blade Records began talks, and in September the band was officially signed to the label. In March of 2013 RIVERS OF NIHIL entered the studio with death metal master Erik Rutan (Hate Eternal, ex-Morbid Angel) at MANA RECORDING STUDIOS (Cannibal Corpse, Goatwhore, Exhumed, Mountain Goats) in St. Petersburg, Florida to begin the recording of their first full-length studio set for release before the end of 2013. Once RIVERS OF NIHIL finish recording they will hit the road to play in front of as many metalheads as possible during the summer and fall to support their upcoming Metal Blade Records debut.
Clean
Rivers of Nihil Lyrics
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I want your patience and your pride
I'm a restless innovator
And I'm working over time
So Heaven help me
(Heaven help me)
And the dollar defend me
(Dollar defend me)
There is nothing you can sell me
That I ain't got now
I can still do the work
But it gets harder, I can tell 'ya
It ain't perfect but it's what we got
Is it enough for you?
Now I live among this filth
And I'm richer for it still
The rushing
And reeling
But now she's coming home to me
The rushing
And reeling
And she'll be perfect and so clean
Reveling
In this filth
This stain
Reveling
In this filth
Circle the drain
Circling
Heaven help
Clean this mess
Heaven help
We'll never be clean again
Cold
A constant steady breath
Clean 'til there's nothing left
In sorrow
And shame
I whisper out a name
This anger makes it's claim
We'll never be clean again
Yeah we'll never be clean
Yeah we'll never be clean again
The rushing
And reeling
She can't believe this feeling
We're weightless
And tasteless
This god's not what she made us
But now she's coming home to me
And she'll be perfect and so clean
Reveling
In this filth
This stain
Reveling
In this filth
Circle the drain
Circling
Heaven help
Clean this mess
Heaven help
We'll never be clean again
We'll never be clean again
The lyrics of "Clean" by Rivers of Nihil touch upon themes of desire, ambition, and the pursuit of perfection. The song begins by expressing a desire for various things from the listener, such as their money, time, patience, and pride. The singer claims to be a restless innovator, constantly working hard and needing help from both Heaven and money to achieve their goals.
The line "There is nothing you can sell me, that I ain't got now" suggests that the singer already possesses everything they need to succeed. However, they acknowledge that despite their abilities, the work becomes increasingly difficult.
The following lines "Now I live among this filth, And I'm richer for it still" convey a paradoxical sentiment. It appears that the singer thrives amidst the challenges and corruption they have encountered. They may have gained wealth or success through unclean means, but they see it as a necessary part of their journey.
The chorus speaks of the rush and excitement of the singer's situation. They anticipate someone, perhaps named "she," coming home to them and being perfect and clean. However, there is a contradiction in the lyrics as they also revel in the filth and the stain, suggesting a conflict between the desire for cleanliness and the allure of the corrupt lifestyle.
The phrase "circling the drain" emphasizes a feeling of being trapped or spiraling downward. The repetition of "Heaven help, clean this mess" indicates a plea for assistance in rectifying the chaotic situation. The final lines imply a sense of resignation, as the singer acknowledges that they will never be clean again, forever trapped in their impure state.
Overall, "Clean" explores the struggles and contradictions that arise when one strives for perfection in an imperfect world. It delves into the complexities of ambition, the allure of corruption, and the cyclical nature of a life filled with flaws and desires that cannot be satisfied.
Line by Line Meaning
I want your money, your time
I desire your financial resources and your precious moments of existence
I want your patience and your pride
I crave your tolerance and your sense of self-worth
I'm a restless innovator
I am an individual constantly seeking change and pushing boundaries
And I'm working over time
And I am exerting excessive effort
So Heaven help me
So I implore for divine assistance
(Heaven help me)
(May heaven provide me aid)
And the dollar defend me
May the currency protect and support me
(Dollar defend me)
(May the money I possess shield me)
There is nothing you can sell me
There is no commodity you can offer for which I lack
That I ain't got now
That I do not currently possess
I can still do the work
I can still accomplish the tasks
But it gets harder, I can tell 'ya
However, it becomes increasingly challenging, I assure you
It ain't perfect but it's what we got
It is far from flawless, but it is what we possess
Is it enough for you?
Does it suffice for your desires?
Now I live among this filth
Presently, I reside amidst this impurity
And I'm richer for it still
And I have gained greater wealth as a result
The rushing
The swift movement
And reeling
And staggering
But now she's coming home to me
However, now she is returning to my presence
The rushing
The rapid flow
And reeling
And being overwhelmed
And she'll be perfect and so clean
And she will be flawless and immaculate
Reveling
Delighting
In this filth
In this state of impurity
This stain
This mark of contamination
Circle the drain
Continuously spiraling towards destruction
Circling
Moving in a circular motion
Heaven help
May heaven aid
Clean this mess
In cleansing this chaos
We'll never be clean again
We will never regain our purity
Cold
Frigid
A constant steady breath
An unchanging, consistent exhalation of air
Clean 'til there's nothing left
Purify until there is nothing remaining
In sorrow
In grief
And shame
And disgrace
I whisper out a name
I utter a name softly
This anger makes its claim
This rage asserts its ownership
We'll never be clean again
We will never regain our purity
Yeah we'll never be clean
Yes, we will never be pure
Yeah we'll never be clean again
Yes, we will never regain our cleanliness
She can't believe this feeling
She is unable to comprehend this sensation
We're weightless
We are without weight
And tasteless
And lacking flavor
This god's not what she made us
This deity is not the one who created us
But now she's coming home to me
However, now she is returning to my presence
And she'll be perfect and so clean
And she will be flawless and immaculate
Reveling
Delighting
In this filth
In this state of impurity
This stain
This mark of contamination
Reveling
Delighting
In this filth
In this state of impurity
Circle the drain
Continuously spiraling towards destruction
Circling
Moving in a circular motion
Heaven help
May heaven aid
Clean this mess
In cleansing this chaos
Heaven help
May heaven aid
We'll never be clean again
We will never regain our purity
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Written by: Adam Biggs, Brody Uttley
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Metal Blade Records
Clean:
Music: Uttley
Lyrics: Biggs
I want your money, your time.
I want your patience and your pride
I’m a restless innovator
And I’m working over time
So Heaven help me
(heaven help me)
And the dollar defend me
(dollar defend me)
There is nothing you can sell me
that I ain’t got now
I can still do the work
But it gets harder, I can tell ‘ya
It ain’t perfect but it’s what we got
Is it enough for you?
Now I live among this filth
And I’m richer for it still
The rushing
And reeling
But now she’s coming home to me
The rushing
And reeling
And she’ll be perfect and so clean
Reveling
In this filth
This stain
Reveling
In this filth
Circle the drain
Circling
Heaven help
Clean this mess
Heaven help
We’ll never be clean again
Cold
A constant- steady breath
Clean- ‘til there’s nothing left
In sorrow
And shame
I whisper out a name
This anger makes it’s claim
We’ll never be clean again
Yeah we’ll never be clean
Yeah we’ll never be clean again
The rushing
And reeling
She can’t believe this feeling
We’re weightless
And tasteless
This god’s not what she made us
But now she’s coming home to me
And she’ll be perfect and so clean
Reveling
In this filth
This stain
Reveling
In this filth
Circle the drain
Circling
Heaven help
Clean this mess
Heaven help
We’ll never be clean again
Metal Blade Records
Clean:
Music: Uttley
Lyrics: Biggs
I want your money, your time.
I want your patience and your pride
I’m a restless innovator
And I’m working over time
So Heaven help me
(heaven help me)
And the dollar defend me
(dollar defend me)
There is nothing you can sell me
that I ain’t got now
I can still do the work
But it gets harder, I can tell ‘ya
It ain’t perfect but it’s what we got
Is it enough for you?
Now I live among this filth
And I’m richer for it still
The rushing
And reeling
But now she’s coming home to me
The rushing
And reeling
And she’ll be perfect and so clean
Reveling
In this filth
This stain
Reveling
In this filth
Circle the drain
Circling
Heaven help
Clean this mess
Heaven help
We’ll never be clean again
Cold
A constant- steady breath
Clean- ‘til there’s nothing left
In sorrow
And shame
I whisper out a name
This anger makes it’s claim
We’ll never be clean again
Yeah we’ll never be clean
Yeah we’ll never be clean again
The rushing
And reeling
She can’t believe this feeling
We’re weightless
And tasteless
This god’s not what she made us
But now she’s coming home to me
And she’ll be perfect and so clean
Reveling
In this filth
This stain
Reveling
In this filth
Circle the drain
Circling
Heaven help
Clean this mess
Heaven help
We’ll never be clean again
Luemm3l
nice interpretations so far, I guess both work... money or being a wage slave as well as a drug that might give you a momentary rush but also "stains you", seeing where it can lead. It could also be just be modern society or consumerism in general. I would also like to know who the ominous "she" is though. But maybe that is simply a choice of a genericum that is switched from masculine to feminine.
●SavageVidz●
@Mike West Listening and reading the lyrics..I can see that.
If its taken literally...it could be about a female..whom got addicted.
" She's coming home with me"
Mike West
I’d be shocked if this song isn’t at least partly about heroin.
DionysusEleutherios
Modern capitalism and wage slavery?
●SavageVidz●
what's it about...?
Indefinite Owl
Jake: "I want your money"
Me: "understandable, have a nice day"
JRISS138
Then repress Owls! Haha
James Fraser
love how the vocals are being distributed by the three of you. the pink floyd vibes in the middle are super, super sick. you guys look HEALTHY. great stuff. looking forward to the rest!
James Fraser
@ToxicxEternity JACK!!! <3