Hatred dream materialized
For someone that I once knew
How do I escape alive
From this restitution?
Trapped inside a prism
Made of solid steel
Condensing somehow without curtail
til I'm human veal
The cage reflects
My sanity
As the years elapse
Perverse is this sick design
Murderer concealed
No one hears my shrieks and sighs
When my flesh starts to peel
Squeezing my arteries shut
Severing them as well
Blood and marrow spill soon after
The claustraphobic spell
Jaundiced and gaunt, my skin becomes
Kept alive by a tube in me
Why won't this cease?
NO!
Joined by many others
In this purgatory
Slight solace is found
Our death, slanderous
The ones I've grown most attached to
Don't exist... The worst sort of hell!
Prism prison is my fate
All of this I can't abate
Prism prison opiate
With the pain you shall create (x2)
Free at last from this holding cell
In pieces and parts, captive says farewell
This illusion called choice revealed once again
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
🔱Beautifully woven & masterfully arranged sea guts mutating themselves into a demon spawn of putrid perfection - dripping slime throughout their world of horrific majesty. ꇒꈼꋊ ❼ : {🅺🅸🅻*🅺🆄🅻🆃🆄🆁} 🕸⛧🕯🖤 🖤 🖤 🧿 {✠Ⱨ₳ł₮Ⱨ₳₦₳✠}
36 choice cuts - one from each 2015 LP, plus music from new signings on the mighty and 25-years-strong Relapse label. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 4, 2015