Rogers released a solo album under the name of Thomas Giles entitled Pulse, which was released through Metal Blade Records on February 1, 2011.
Songs are available on his official site: http://metalblade.com/thomasgiles/.
Mutilated World
Thomas Giles Lyrics
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A flame that lifts our days away
Stuck to the age of our dreams
Sifting down amongst the ground we once embraced
I cannot feel the night, I cannot sense the day
Praise the mutilated world
I cannot feel the night, I cannot sense the day
I cannot feel the night, I cannot sense the day
Praise the mutilated world
I cannot feel the night, I cannot sense the day
Praise the mutilated world
Enrinched with a taste of rain
Dripping from those who fade away
Gripped by the day of our dreams
Creeping down amongst the ground we once disgraced
This won't dry
(A simple smile)
That glazed our eyes
(A simple task)
This won't speak
(They know our names)
They drag them deep
(This won't dry)
I cannot feel the night, I cannot sense the day
(Glazed our eyes)
Praise the mutilated world
(This won't speak)
I cannot feel the night, I cannot sense the day
(Drag them deep)
(This won't dry)
I cannot feel the night, I cannot sense the day
(Glazed our eyes)
Praise the mutilated world
(This won't speak)
I cannot feel the night, I cannot sense the day
(Drag them deep)
The lyrics to Thomas Giles's song Mutilated World seem to embody a sense of both existentialism and nihilism. The first verse implies that the planet is aware of our existence and presence, yet we remain stuck in our own dreams and aspirations, disconnected from what truly surrounds us. The line "sifting down amongst the ground we once embraced" refers to a sense of being disconnected from our surroundings and feeling lost in a world that we no longer understand.
The refrain, "I cannot feel the night, I cannot sense the day, Praise the mutilated world," reaffirms this sense of detachment and disillusionment. It is almost as if the singer has given up on trying to make sense of the world around them because it is too overwhelming to comprehend. It is easier to praise the world's brokenness than to try and fix it. The second verse touches on this same sense of detachment, using rain as a metaphor for the passing of time and the fading away of people and things.
Overall, the song seems to be a commentary on modern society and our inability to connect with the natural world. We have become so preoccupied with our own dreams, aspirations, and the distractions of the digital age, that we have lost touch with what truly matters. The refrain suggests a sense of acceptance of this brokenness, as if it is an inevitable part of the human condition.
Line by Line Meaning
The planet seems to know our names
The world feels familiar to us, as if we have a connection to it
A flame that lifts our days away
A force that makes our lives feel fleeting and temporary
Stuck to the age of our dreams
Holding onto a time when we still believed in our idealistic aspirations
Sifting down amongst the ground we once embraced
Returning to the earth, the physical world, after living in our minds and dreams
Enriched with a taste of rain
Feeling nourished by the natural world and its cycles of growth and decay
Dripping from those who fade away
The passing of time and the inevitability of death, as symbolized by raindrops falling from leaves
Gripped by the day of our dreams
Held captive by our idealized visions of how life should be
Creeping down amongst the ground we once disgraced
Returning to the earth, feeling ashamed of how we have mistreated and polluted it
This won't dry
Something intangible and emotional that persists despite attempts to ignore or suppress it
(A simple smile)
The fleeting joy and happiness we find in small moments of connection with others
(That glazed our eyes)
The disillusionment and detachment that comes from a long life of hoping and striving for something that never quite materializes
(This won't speak)
The struggle to express or articulate thoughts and feelings that seem too complex or overwhelming to put into words
(They know our names)
A feeling of being recognized or seen by the world, even if it is indifferent or hostile
I cannot feel the night, I cannot sense the day
Feeling disconnected from the natural world and the passing of time
Praise the mutilated world
A recognition that the world is damaged and imperfect, but worthy of love and attention anyway
(Drag them deep)
The weight of unresolved emotions and memories that seem to pull us down and hold us back
Writer(s): Thomas Giles Rogers
Contributed by Callie E. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Thony
One of the only great progressive minds of new music.
OpenMindedMetalElitist
Tommy's cleans have improved so much over the years. Proven with this and the fantastic new BTBAM album.
Mullet Mullet
There are very few things I enjoy hearing more than Tommy's cleans.
Aleesha Vandusseldorp
Love the new direction he's going in. You can still hear his last album with a new twist/inspiration on this one. Can't wait to hear more. You've done it again Tommy.
HailSpaceWhale
Love it. Looking forward to hearing the rest.
border66
I'm always amazed by this guy's brilliance
Dennis Krohne
This sounds amazing!
TheDeadJester
This is fucking sensational.
I love Thomas' work, he is without a doubt, one of the most talented musicians in the modern era.
Fucking stellar work here.
msiaregodz
Tommy can do no wrong musically. This is proof.
Manuel
msiaregodz Hypoxia is my favorite from him. Beautiful song.