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Limited Cassette Album
Cassette + Digital Album
20 hand numbered copies. On body printed cassettes, includes a four paged lyric-sheet.
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“Come, pain, feed on me. Bury your fangs in my flesh. Tear me asunder.
I sob, I sob.” (Virginia Woolf)
lyrics
Am I alive, dead or dreaming? I do not know
Openly lurking amidst the crowd, I stare at people yet they do not notice me
Must I relapse to regain control? My skin a field furrowed with scars
Ploughed by a yoke, a yoke pulled by blades
Reaping the void and sowing the pain so serene
Omnipresence of an evil god - Tides of darkness, doom arrival
Memories that makes me want to puke - Shrieking, pounding headaches in my
Sleepless nights that seem to last forever
Submit give up give in
My remedy a blade - Cold and sharp it comes to my aid
Fangs of silver buried in my flesh - Chewing, gnawing, feasting, feeding
Hollow eerie maws of pitch black fear - Spitting, hissing pus and mucus
Bathe in slime and ooze!
As the night came, the ritual began
As the moonlight flickered so did I
So painful yet sweet, the iron smell froze time
So shallow yet deep, catharsis sublime
Shards and fragments of a mangled life floating further and further away...
My remedy a blade - Cold and sharp it comes to my aid