Grinding my teeth, to the rhythm of this damaged machinery, sleepless nights swallow all my reserve. I’m sickened with discontent, and can feel broken hands working their way through my insides. You’ve imbued me with this curse. For that, I will never forgive you. I will not allow myself to become that monster. I must always fight to fix myself. It won’t come easy, and death will always be waiting for me.
Brutal, battering industrial music from this Austin, TX, group rolls in like a thundercloud—pitch-black and threatening. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 8, 2016