There's a voice that lives inside my head,
Shy from expression and interpretation,
That gives me right to sink inside of nothing.
Where I can be.
Where I can be a vast migration.
Forever, fleeting endorphins, stimulate the passing.
It's leaving. I'm leaving.
Thin membrane to scrape,
For excess building blocks;
for bleeding emotions;
I could melt and be fine,
Must breathe pine to feel alive.
All efforts circumvent the coming call to death.
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