Snared within an unknown skin
An echo of weeping and gnashing teeth
What stares back from the mirror isn't me
But a malformed, haunting distortion
Hooks in the corners of my mouth
Suspend this wavering body
Flense it off, free me
Flense it off, free me
The uninvited, they glow in dismay
The unwelcome, they gather to watch
And they gawk at me like a piece of hanging meat
But they don't know I'll gouge their eyes out
They don't know I will devour them
They don't know the pain I'll inflict upon them
They don't know
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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
The indescribable Fawn Limbs return with another LP that slams together grindcore, math rock & experimental music to jaw-dropping effect. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 22, 2021