Whispers, growling, throbbing brain cycles. A mallet of hate and sickle of pain. x2 My consciousness slips through his fingers. x2 If I could feel it would be all over for me. I would be all over for me. I can't eat, I can't sleep, I can't comprehend. Always searching, for a substance that sustains, my melted over and deceased brain. This black smoke isn't the only pair of hands, that have clenched my throat. 10 seconds. I only had seconds.
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
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