UnderOath:Define the Great Line, A Review

Before you read this review of UnderOath's latest release, Define the Great Line, I suggest you visit www.pluggedinonline.com and read some of the the reviews they do on secular music in which misinterpretations are in abundance.

UnderOath-Define the Great Line

Pro-Social Content
None

Objectionable Content
Taking the Lord's name in vein seems to bring great joy to vocalist Spencer in many of the tracks, laced with this filthy obscenity, such as the track 'There Could Be Nothing After This' (Oh God, everything around me...). The title of this track suggests doubt in an afterlife spend with our creator whilst the track 'A Moment Suspended In Time' suggests a crude sexual encounter between two unmarried teens (So lay back now and take it in...). Salmarnir features an unknown man speaking in Spanish, suggesting approval of illegal immigration, in contradiction to where President Bush stands on the issue. Yet another sexual reference taints this album in which voyeurism is suggested on the track 'Returning Empty Handed' (I Am Being Watched/This is Overwhelming...). The track 'Casting Such a Thin Shadow' suggests that the singer does not need the LORD to live his life (I'll take this on my own), while "Moving for the Sake of Motion' boasts yet another use of our good LORD's name in vein (Oh, My God). The track 'Writing on the Walls' suggests the drummer/singer's desire to listen to vulgar rap music, which he seems to miss (...and how we missed your beat again). The track 'Everyone Looks So Good From Here' makes references to a teen who has reached a state of complete emaciation as a result of an eating-disorder (I swear I've slipped right through the cracks in the floor). The finishing track seems to exhibit even more support of the aforementioned illegal immigration (Set your sights to North and press on).
Summary Advisory
Overall, a filthy disk inside and out. These young adults should get their acts together before stepping into the spotlight and trying to raise our teenagers. The obscenities that lace this disk show that these young boys still have much maturing to do, and much Prozac to take. UnderOath? Call it filthy smut. Don't let your children sign themselves under this oath.