Coercion, self subversion
Idols resorting to some form of perversion
Give me a reason, cause it's killing season
Still breathing, I'm not done squeezing
I need to feel distinguished from the heathens
Close your eyes and pretend you're dreaming
Feed my ego with another beating
One less pest, another mess created
Hate
Ingrained
Adorned in red and embedded with lead
With a head caved in beneath a heavy hand
GO
Spread on the pavement and circled by ravens
With an obligation to maintain disorder
Lined sights and waved rights
Perjure and torture
Line my sights out of spite
Murdered out of sight
Give me a reason, cause it's killing season
Still breathing, I'm not done squeezing
Like lambs to the slaughter
Knee deep in a pool of red water
Wrap my finger 'round the trigger and fire
Bet it feels good to be the decider
Give me a reason
I siphon life, but I'm still deprived
I need to feel like the cure, but I'm only abhorred
I siphon life, I shouldn't be alive
Former members of the great band SubRosa return as The Otolith, and their debut LP finds them at the peak of their mighty powers. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 24, 2022