Red tint cassettes with four panel J-card inserts. Comes in individually shrink-wrapped jewel cases with all lyrics included and digital download card.
Made by Cryptic Carousel
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lyrics
I’m hungover from discordance
Exhausted with dismembering
So I do the only sensible thing
And attack the rhythm that starts the dance
Can you reconstruct the accident
Before the airbag became my death?
To quench the ash
Of your harvest consuming me
Dissolve before there is another word
Into my grossly passive revenge
So I do the only sensible thing
And attack the rhythm that starts the dance
I’m hungover from discordance
Exhausted with dismembering
Diverge so this variant in self-assurance
Can never re-emerge
Surviving only to repeatedly offend
And burn, burn the neighbor’s house again
And let another tithe of skin relinquish
To needless cauterizing
The latest and greatest mathy grind from Brooklyn featuring our very own Ashley on guitar and Vox. The slashy guitars and manic drums will cut you to pieces. Detach the Islands
supported by 21 fans who also own “The Rhythm that Starts the Dance”
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