I may not be a preacher, but a bastard with a spoken mind. Deep thoughts stay repressed, find a way for me to stay possessive. I don’t know who lit these candles in my house. It might be me, infested with doubt. I guess it’s time to put on my black suit, and maybe then I’ll learn to deal with the bad news. My mind is a wandering whore, on these fucking streets, begging for more. My mind is a wandering whore, on the streets, begging for more. Guillotine mirror, speak to me, for the path we chose, was filled with burning leaves. Grieving world, demented peace. A script of love, a pointless plea. Divorce papers, the plot that bleeds. The medicine that made us ill. Skin and stone, marriage greed. So rest assured, they will bleed. Watch your fall.
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 generally appreciate the album by album move away from hardcore towards extreme metal. Yet for me personally, this is where the balance is perfect. Kind of like Metallica's Ride the Lightning: subsequent albums were more sophisticated and complex, yet less intense, too. Great to come back to, again and again. jornfin
Massive soundscapes and all around awesome album! A long time coming but worth the wait!
Thanks for staying HEAVY. So many bands now mellow out over time! Matt Peterson