RISE WITH THE SUN
THE DAY'S BEGUN
WE SHED OUR SKIN
NOCTURNAL SELF-DESTRUCTION
WE STRETCH AND YAWN
TO GREET THE DAWN
DYURNAL RECONSTRUCTION
EACH NIGHT WHEN THE SLUMBER COMES
THE FREEWAY CRICKETS HUM
THEIR LULLABY
THE END IS NIGH
WE FLY WE DIE
ACROSS THE UNIVERSE
A HEARSE, A CURSE, IMMERSED IN WORSE
AND ENDLESS RIBBON OF FATIGUE
AND WANT AND NOTHINGNESS
THE CRACKS THEY SHOW
A HOLE FORMS SLOW
ULCER IN THE GUTS OF WOE
AND TIME MOVES FAST
RUNNING DOWN THE PAST
VICTORIES OF CENTURIES
OF ERRANT TRASH
Black-metal misanthropy, Memphis-style horrorcore (via Kentucky) and murderous misandry stir a witch's cauldron in this crypt keepin', dick choppin', mixtape-sold-out-of-car-trunk lo-fi oddity. Lars Gotrich
PSA: if there was an album you heard a couple years ago and thought it was ok, listen to it again and you might love it.
That's what happened to me with this album. I cannot fathom why it didn't stick with me back then. Same thing happened with Decoherence's Unitarity for that matter. Matten
I love the light and shade between Bryan's dirty and Emma's forlorn vocals. There are so many layers to this recording that are driven home through contrast. Plus the riffs are brilliant and get me moving. I can't stop listening to Thou and Emma in general lately. spaceman2250