Believe nothing
This is not life
We're Stripped of purpose
We're Only advocates of defeat
This is reality
This is our meaning
Only but a waste of breathe
Breathe me in
And spit me out
Reject me
Detest me
Push back the soil
Make amends for filth
Keep us cold
Preserve nothing
We never asked for this
Fate was always in your hands
Set us free
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
I am hopelessly addicted to this EP, not that i wish to fight it:) its a good addiction, like "crack-light." All the lovely highs and horrible cravings without the need for rehab. FULL CD PLZ! Colt Anderson