ThouShaltNot's moody and kinetic music defies comparison; blending postpunk, electronic, and goth styles, the three-piece band is epic and refined in their sound, but retains an emotional rawness and a sensitivity of songcraft.
ThouShaltNot have built strong fanbases through their national tours and their work with acts such as The Dresden Dolls, VNV Nation, Alphaville and David J (of Bauhaus). Their club hits "Cardinal Directions," "Without Faith
Four years of hard work!This month of May we celebrated four years on the air. We continue working on the dissemination of this wonderful instrument, thank you for participating in our story!
D These leaves aren't as loud as I'd prefer G This machine doesn't love me enough D Tomorrow won't see last year occur G And is the sun too bright? Bm This wheel is not sufficiently square G Is there nothing else to breathe than air? BmG This ground is much too hard to tear tonight You can't dance to this smell at all This book just tastes like words This house of cards will someday fall And is the sea too wet? These buzzing bees make too much honey Why can't this holocaust be funny? Your love for me won't earn you money, I bet
BmA I'll take the world on my own terms DG I want disease but not the germs BmA I want the moon to cling to me GBm So let your silence sing to me AG An endless endless symphony BmAG Till all I lost instinctively returns
Your teardrops cannot change the wind Your hands can't see the waves The things I say can I not rescind? Is every word a vow? Why won't this house provide me rain? Why can't this deafness hear me complain? And why wasn't I told that love is pain till now? I try to stave off your anger with feathers And I try to sleep but the days bleed together With a needle and thread I would hold back the weather But the tide's coming in And my courage was never brave enough And my hunger never gave enough And my abandonment never saved enough to start again
So I'll make the world on my own terms Give me disease but not the germs I need your moon to cling to me So let your silence to sing to me An endless endless symphony Till all I lost instinctively returns
The leaves cover up all I've become This machine has long broken down Tomorrow is gone, today is numb And the sun's asleep Your wheels have carved a street so wide And you've missed the point but still denied In hopes somehow that all your pride you'd keep