...Neptune's mouth;
The tentacle shows through the fabric now.
“Beautiful humans,” He tells me.
“This is where to grow them."
He shows me a small game,
We use spears to impale them.
Tunnels and caverns; I live and inhabit.
Consciousness...
An intelligence that calls itself “Unity.”
An underground nervous system.
I become unmoved while I absorb sunlight.
You enact total war on creativity.
Tunnels and caverns; I live to inhabit.
All sins ignored; To enact my cells.
There are others around me...
“Listen to me girl!
Your origin is unknown.
Your waste in a thousand burning seas.
Filth and desperation corrode your crevasses.
Seek nothing into the dream affairs.
Your ancestors were a plague.”
Wide open like a mouth,
Guided with nothing now.
At the mountains of madness,
My overlord has left me alone
And only I know what pain is.
Fluttering down on broad cheeks,
The planet’s winds whip against me.
Luminescent flashing,
Mother burning underneath the ground.
Or what I smell...
What is this?
Crashing life field,
A passage.
Am I the first visitor?
Neptune's mouth;
The tentacle shows through the fabric now...
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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
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I'm recovering from an Ileostomy, having had my colon removed because of a m'fing tumor. I've got this stoma on my belly that I now excrete through into a fucking bag. Not happy. But Thou have put a smile on my face with this. Life's a bitch then you die. Best thing to do is make sure you've got a good soundtrack- and this is an amazing one moggydon