MY TEETH ARE GLEAMING LIKE NIGHT PELICANS OUT OF COURSE \ AND MY MIRROR-SHADOW ASKED MY BODY: "WHO ARE YOU A CORPSE, A BEAST, A MANNEQUIN, A ROBOT"? AND I HEARD IT START TALKING: "I'M A STAR. STAR OF DECAY \ BUT ALSO STAR OF MUTATION". • THE DEW UNDER THE KNEE AND ON THE FOREHEAD SO SLIMY. ALL SHRINE OF ROT IS COVERED BY THIS DEW. NAMED FLESH IS DISAPEARING AS THE BONFIRE SPARKS. • MY TEETH ARE GLEAMING LIKE NIGHT PELICANS OUT OF COURSE \ AND MY EGO-DEBRIS ASKED MY MELTING CORPSE: "WHAT YOU'RE MADE OUT OF? OF A KNIFE, OF ROPE, OF A GUN, OF FIRE"? AND I HEARD IT START TALKING: "I'M A SUBSTANCE OF DEATH \ BUT ALSO EMBODIMENT OF OBLIVION". • MY TEETH ARE GLEAMING LIKE NIGHT PELICANS OUT OF COURSE \ AND MY UNPHYSICAL STATE ASKED MY PROTOPLASM: "WHO YOU REALLY ARE — KNOWLEDGE, DARING, DESIRE, SILENCE"? AND I HEARD IT START TALKING: "I'M YOUR LUCKY STAR. I'VE OPENED HEAVEN'S PORTAL HERE ON EARTH FOR THIS POOR MORTAL"
The metal’s band revelatory new record crosses genres and styles, effortlessly combining seemingly incompatible subgenres. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 26, 2024