Another day, another red 'x' on the door for the angels of death to ignore
Heavy the heads, the sick and the tired riddled with death, left to slowly expire
Why must I suffer?
Forlorn, my brothers
Another day, another ship sealed in the port
Forgotten, a last ditch resort
Watching, a spectral perspective
Prisoner to the world I once knew before
Why must I suffer?
Forlorn, my brothers
All we can do is stand by
Another day, another red 'x' on the door for the angels of death to ignore
Heavy the heads, the sick and the tired riddled with death, left to slowly expire
Another day, another ship sealed in the port
Forgotten, a last ditch resort
All we can do is stand idly by
All we can do is stand by
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
This one also took me a while to get into. It strikes me as less HC than Untitled and less poppy than Ultrapop (stupid I know). Let's call this the No Wave record. Its musical (and amusical) density is matching the persistent sound in my head right now. barnaby nygren