Michigan basement blues,
Maudy can't control her tone.
Sleep inside a tomb.
Baby monitor; Drekavac answers.
Touching husband directs the parade of degradation.
From beyond the edge,
Velcrow farmlight, hind legs high.
The parents. Those neglectful dogs, only in night.
We paint her nails so she can forget about the bed sores.
'65, '89, '90, '01.
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