The Sound That Ends Creation - "Memes, Dreams, and Flying Machines" 12"
Record/Vinyl + Digital Album
250 units: cloudy clear with orange, black, and green splatter
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lyrics
Nothing matters, no one matters, all of us will die.
No one exists here on purpose, reality a lie.
Trying to put meaning in your life,
but there is no grand design.
You're searching for a spark that doesn't exist.
Your empty feelings and morals dismissed.
If you died,
no one would cry.
There is no way that in infinite worlds your actions have any meaning.
We are just atoms floating and spliting,
creating and destroying,
over and over, for no real reason,
no explanation given.
There is no grand plan or purpose for you.
You might as well be a chicken.
supported by 63 fans who also own “An Apple a Day, You'll Die Anyway”
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