hands that build / also break down / scrap formed / into machine / brand new / a shine that lasts / through time / never dulled / oh how the day seems to grow ever shorter and fragile (worn, rusted form) / hands welding fragments of steel to the back of a beast (worn, rusted form) / metal to bloom / construct as womb / tinker with tools meant to heal / weaponize earth / belch black smoke / onward / “destroy us” / rise up / slow march / oxidized lust
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