The vermin massif lurching beneath the bone
A profound cesspit of woes, heartfeltly nurtured
Beaten to develop character
To forge fear out of trust
A ceaseless atrocious cycle
In awe of harm and trauma
The listless frame narrates of the moment when the breath escapes
My soul has abandoned my flesh
A vacant body left to commemorate
Vowed to protect with a promise of shelter
Blinding light enveloping
Reiterate the actual purpose of this fucking anguish, as it got lost somewhere in the translation
The harbour's burning, flaring brightly
In awe of harm and trauma
The listless frame narrates of the moment when the breath escapes
My soul has abandoned my flesh
A vacant body left to commemorate
Language of delight transmuted into a one preaching of endless and aimless violence
Endless, aimless
The vermin massif lurching beneath the bone
A profound cesspit of woes
To draw the blackest blood a human can offer
Restrain and confine them with love
To draw the blackest blood, is to love
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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