Involuntary vows of silence
Trapped in the ambiguity
They squeezed my hands thrice
As to imply “it’s alright”
Crimson spit to act as lipstick to kiss the face I cannot bare to see
Dried tears salt my face
They’ve lingered there for days
In every fucking way the mirror shows everything I hate
I guess you’ll never see the person that you need
You have abandoned me and everything I’ll ever be
The stygian duo explore themes of gender dysphoria and oppressive institutions through sludgy doom with a pitch-black underbelly. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 26, 2021
Grind project Regional Justice Center follows an acclaimed debut with another furious blastbeat-driven missive against the US prison system. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 16, 2021