Breathe in
Ash against tar
A mist against humid air
(Given a different name
We both know you’re up against everything you’re not
Give it a different name
We both know you’re not getting out of here)
I wanna breathe you in
I wanna feel your skin
But we’re not meant to suck each other dry.
The older sheds the younger skin
But the younger was just as able
You can’t pump blood to dry veins
You can’t send air through broken lungs
We (you and I) step inside
A frame of cinders
A cradle of dreams
Curdled and elastic
Amidst the blue wood and the black tiles
Lined with the rot of our own personal hells
The weight of everything (but you)
Held inside.
I watch these streets
As they fall through the cracks.
And the veins,
Yea the veins bring it all back.
The Long Island metal band's third album etches arena-sized hooks into their jagged compositions, deftly balancing experimental and poppy inclinations. Bandcamp Album of the Day May 12, 2022