There's a reason God lives alone
Serves no one higher
Belongs only to his owness
This union not only opened a chasm between us
But a chasm between me and myself and you and yourself
A shared abyss
Since we both get to drown
We both get to hold our boots down
On the other's timid fingers
Lonely together
Every day, grows angrier and angrier
Trading coffin nails
I wanted to see Paris
I wanted to dance
I wanted an earth death
Brimming with the fever
Of self actualization
Instead I get to live long enough
To watch a stranger
Make me a stranger to myself
I dreamt our wedding cake
Melting into a wet resentment
A family of rats rushed to ear the remains
I woke up and laughed alone
While you slept loudly
Each snore and groan reminding me of this prison
I have to touch and taste
Every moment of every day
I get dressed and walk out to the yard and pretend to leave
Then I walk back upstairs
And sleep for a few hours
supported by 52 fans who also own “Floral Wedding Cake”
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