Temperamental
Faltering foundations
I feel it slide
Collapsing from the inside
Uneasily I’ll find my feet
I’ll remain capable
Reinforced for now
But it’s still perishing
My discomfort directs me
Vexed by irrational scrutiny
Assuring plagues of despair
Articulated fears
Inflicting such pitiful catastrophes
Sabotage my subconscious, sparing me
Drained and dragged, confined in my mind, unraveling twisted reasoning.
Shining forth, drawn to this glow, unfortunate for the tormenting.
Far behind I’ll see
This falling short of everything
Far behind I’ll see
There is cause for release
Far behind I’ll see
The lack of ability to collide
Far behind there will be
No remorse this time
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This album is haunting, beautiful, and cathartic. One of the best post-black metal albums out there. I bought a cd on Discogs, but needed the vinyl. Доберман Сатз
The indescribable Fawn Limbs return with another LP that slams together grindcore, math rock & experimental music to jaw-dropping effect. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 22, 2021