By design, you still can’t figure me out…
By design, you are still riddled with no surge of insight…
On the floor, lied the empty shells of your defenses…
Pray to god you’re deaf when the gun goes off…
Will my eyes back to sleep.
I seek out the light
And come out blind.
My dreams remind,
That I am just a vessel.
[The Hunter]: “One by one”
“You were born from words, ghosts, crimes.
So, I’ll take you to hell
Without exit or end…”
It’s a war for your soul on every front.
My mind in the cross-hairs of some transient gun,
All while the world remained unchanged…
supported by 16 fans who also own “Empathic Communicator, Part I: Homage To The Hunter (Unconscious Incompetence)”
Quite possibly the most full-on album I've ever listened to. Intense, and then some. 'Digital Tarpit' could describe both the track and the whole album: high-pitched guitar squeals that make your fillings itch coupled with merciless, suffocating heaviness. The Avenell-esque vocals top it off perfectly.
Brilliant - punishing, but brilliant. jim_fuego