I rip at my skin
With nails I gnawed short
Claw and tear until I pluck my nerves
Unwind the fibers that hold me together
Slashing the sutures that made me whole
Dig my way out
Blisters and sores split and bleed
Until I feel nothing
Marrow aches for cleansing fire's purifying touch
Just let go
You're nothing to everyone
Shut your eyes
There's nothing for you here
I wrestle with the whispers
Hatred softly spoken
A voice in my mind sings
"Fire has no conscience; let it spread"
Quite possibly the most full-on album I've ever listened to. Intense, and then some. 'Digital Tarpit' could describe both the track and the whole album: high-pitched guitar squeals that make your fillings itch coupled with merciless, suffocating heaviness. The Avenell-esque vocals top it off perfectly.
Brilliant - punishing, but brilliant. jim_fuego
This wild 35-track all-metal benefit album features Mare Cognitum, Panopticon, and more reinventing songs by Tori Amos & others. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 3, 2020