I awake to a world cold and numb.
Though light is pouring in,
darkness continues to surround me.
I still taste death on my tongue.
I still see her hand reaching out to me, so inviting.
I ask her why she couldn't just take me.
She points at the balls of fur
cradled up against me at the foot of the bed.
She points at the light-soaked tub
containing my reptilic pride and joy.
She points at the arm tightly wrapped around my cool body,
which belongs to the light of my life.
She points at me.
I feel a warm light surround my face.
I am human.
supported by 21 fans who also own “The Morning After”
the only thing i love more than some cleanly produced black metal is when it’s made by righteously angry queer folks. excellent instrumentation, and vocals that sound like they’re coming through a portal from the future, trying to warn us about the coming apocalypse. Mae Shults
supported by 17 fans who also own “The Morning After”
This first effort is haunting. The vocals make me feel like I am watching a ritual I should not be, while the blistering riffs feel directed at me in particular. Spectacular. sawtongue
Tokyo band contrast black metal's brutal complexity with shoegaze's abyssal grandeur, resulting in an LP that feels crushing, yet infinite. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 24, 2022