A thematic cousin of Wolf Mask, on the uncanny sense of being a relatively stable adult, but not really knowing how to feel about that. I definitely made my life harder than it needed to be for a long time, and it's incredible to stand on the far side looking back. There's always a nagging fear that you haven't changed as much as you think. But that's the struggle, ya heard.
lyrics
Midnight, let the games begin
The wraith arrives
For the reading of my crimes
Showtime at 3 am
Wide awake to watch the past repeat
Ecstatic flagellation
There’s a decade at least I’d be delighted to delete
Condemned to decency, I’ll ride out the bid
Hose me down, dress me up, but he knows what I did
Bodies and plunder locked away in the basement
There’s a demon in the vault who knows the combination
Midnight, another fresh hell
A montage of madness plays in my cell
Dizzy and squirming, torment as art
The demon cackling - he loves this part
Don’t ask what I’ve done
Preserve the present intact
When God opens up a window
Catch me slipping out the back
Memories make enemies
Of time’s merciful repairs
I shudder with shame
And go numb from despair
The dead live again
To swallow happiness whole
The demon bows deep
Then reprises his role
Polish noise-crust outfit eschews the big Tragedy-esque riffs still popular with their US counterparts for scratchy claustrophobia. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 2, 2016
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