Trespass on a skin that's not yours to tread upon
The caverns allure with their warmth
Mapped out by your soiled and broken, worn out fingers
This is eminence outweighing consent
Pure malevolence in a molten form
Indolence in exchange for much less violence
Aching lust to hew the ore of a detached soul
Invade to a body that's not yours to scour
The canvas is blotted but hollow
Peeled by embarrassment
Trespass on a skin that's not yours
The caverns allure with their warmth
A lightless thorax, arching bones collapse
Arching bones collapse
Gazing black holes, teary eyes opalized
Battered fragile being
Stripped of grace, drained and erased
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