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lyrics
All I hear is silence and all I see is hands wring. Inaction in defiance. A pestilence that made you be. And nothing happens and nothing ever changes. Nothing moving forward and nothing left behind. A sickness that you’ve clung to. A reason why. A parasite. In the vacuous city we talk about how it’s gonna be. You do it to be interesting. “There’s nothing new and you’re to blame”. We are the kids.
Love the vibe of this project as a whole. SUPER depressed angry music which relies heavily on sound clips and audio collage is my jam especially in sludge. Feels like a more deprived and crusty version of Through Silver in Blood. Either way, the balance between the audio collage and more tradition crust/sludge sections is perfect and leaves me satisfied every time I listen (which is a lot) kaiiil