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I FEEL IT IN MYSELF, IT STARTS IN MY GUT AND WORMS TO MY MOUTH.
IT SLICKS AROUND MY TEETH AND SLIDES OFF MY TONGUE AND INTO SPEECH. EVER RAGING AND BURNT TO BLACK.
THE SKY CONSPIRED AGAINST THEE, AND NOW I CONSPIRE BACK.
A CYCLE TURNING INWARD AND SPIRALED OUT INTO THE HEAVENS. DRAWING OUT THE BREATH OF LIFE AND TAKING IN THE FEAR OF TIME.
I STAND HERE BEFORE THE SKY, IT’S MOUTH STRETCHED OPEN INTO A WOMB. I CRAWL IN AND SIT DOWN ON THE STAIRS THAT MAKE THEMSELVES A THRONE OF LIGHT IN THE SHAPE OF AN EYE.
ITS LASHES WHIPPING ME SO TENDER, AND SOFTLY LIKE A PEACOCK FEATHER ON A PUPPY’S NOSE. SO SWEETLY.
ICY ISLANDS DOT THE EXPANSE. COLD AND GRIPPING TURN TO WARM AND WET. I SWALLOW YOU WHOLE AND INSIDE ME YOU BECOME A GREATER THING.
WARM BLOOD DRIES RUST BROWN ON MY SHEETS.
MY KNIFE IS TIRED AND NEEDS TO SLEEP.
WILL YOU LET ME CUT YOU, ANGEL? ONE MORE TIME JUST ABOVE YOUR WINGS. SO LET IT DRIP AND POOL BELOW AT THE ARCHES OF YOUR FEET AND THE ARCHES OF YOUR SOUL.
LET IT BE AS RED AS FIRE AND LET IT TASTE AS SWEET AS SUMMER WINE.
THERE IS A STORM SOMEWHERE IN THE GALAXY.
STRETCHING OUT ITS ARMS WITH COSMIC LIGHTNING.
AND IN THAT PLACE I SMELL THE POWER REACHING OUT TO ME.
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The album that made me a true YOBian, after sleeping on them for too long. They set my blood on fire and stir up the sleeper in me, what more can I say? Thank you, YOB. GodIsChad
36 choice cuts - one from each 2015 LP, plus music from new signings on the mighty and 25-years-strong Relapse label. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 4, 2015