Hands on my throat choke desire from my mind
My genetic flaw casts joy from your eyes
Fractured reflection—I see the truth
Unmitigated pain seated in my youth
The light of your life expunged by my sin
I enter the room to showcase my wrath
Drown out the noise with a gentle snap
Then the rest of your body being broken in half
I will show you my pain
Finding my way home I brandished my clenched fist
Barreled it towards the door
I found it locked and glimpsed inside
A happy home where I no longer lie
I laid myself down for you love
My form met with an unfeeling smile
I became a beacon of your pride
A mangled omen of your demise
I seek the comfort of memory
I’m given the pain of a bastard child
Stricken with tragedy
Portraits of my younger self line the walls
A subtle reminder of innocence
I steer myself to loss
A crimson betrayal splatters the window red
It’s former beauty stained by my disgrace
Abandoning my home, I steal a backwards glance
Catching a final view of the destruction of my past
Conditioning myself to your loss, I lost my way
Gazing through the shattered glass, I see your fate
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
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