slow, lingering eyes
watching as she fell into the courtyard
the grave upon which the moon does not shine
the scent that stained your nostrils
loud pounding on walls
pour more fluid, she has reached the limit
leave towns, city lights
and find a new road
the lake floods but you stay dry
leave towns, city lights
and find a new road
break the windows to know why
thick darkness awaits
hold your breath as it reaches the gutter
Streamlining their post-metal sprawl through a sharper melodic focus, the Scottish juggernauts' third LP is labyrinthine yet approachable. Bandcamp New & Notable Apr 25, 2024