The ultimate sacrifice
To the only altar that matters
Time and time again
An oozing black spiral
That never really ends
Back and forth
Ad nauseam
Until it loses all meaning
Blacked out
Over the edge
Warpaint in glitter an puke
A maenad for the end times
Taking apart her own body
Bending her thoughts to the old gods of want
Cutting deep in the flesh of time
Far away from her own self
Pure nihilistic ecstasy
Synapses will crack
And chlamydia will blossom
She’ll bring us all down
Leaving nothing but human debris
It’s what we long for
And we’ll enjoy the fall
The stygian duo explore themes of gender dysphoria and oppressive institutions through sludgy doom with a pitch-black underbelly. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 26, 2021