Spun like strings on a guitar,
Tighten my arms around you.
A distance I can see from the middle room,
You in the corner under the lamp,
Waiting, what you do best to suck the blood from time.
First drink of wine, pretend to nap,
A ghost in the ceiling.
Apply the makeup to be together.
Walks across the sand, Polish script passes out eyes.
Pain across an ocean, watching storms.
Frustrated forehead hits a teleprompter.
Sleigh bells tied to sticks to awaken a love and a charm.
A little light, a little light.
This album introduced me to Thou. At first I was disappointed that this was a one-off thing, but over time I warmed up to them. Now, they are probably my #1 favorite metal band of all time! Hedge Earthridge
Wandering down a neglected church isle, along a forgotten pew, laying on the cold hardwood, covered in dust and webs sits the manifest for the ides of grunge. The lost art of brutal beauty and the keeper of your brothers shadow. Thou shall not stray from the path for Thou is the path!! Justinuff