The compressed grid in the lower city is bore with a loud bang The devil is a hole in the wall. They drag us out of it and fill disappearing trucks that lead to The Zones. The devil is a hole in the wall. In the grid, your bare form, breath and repose, and all its motion and memory is encoded. The devil is a hole in the wall
We are counting down the days till your heads finally roll. The devil is a hole in the wall.
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