Encore, Encore
Raise the bottles
Once more
Cheers to everyone
That we lost
That we left behind
The dear old filthy mastermind
Who plotted this damnation
Of the degenerative generation
We've managed to let ourselves
Down again
Down again
Fell into another shallow trend
What will we sacrifice now
As we're digging deeper holes
And still asking how
We have fallen this far
Praying for salvation
From some distant star
We are unrepaired
We are unprepared
supported by 26 fans who also own “After All We Were Put Through”
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