Honey, dim the lights. I had... It was a tough day.
Office pencil pushers lost us another big client.
It's so hard to maintain.
I don't mean to take these things out on you or the kid.
Sometimes my anger gets the best of me. And your tendency
to push. I need the reprieve of our home of our own.
Help me. This isn't all we
hoped and dreamed it would be.
Immortality isn't all we
thought it was cracked up to be.
And it's still early.
We will lose our family, our friends, our child.
It get's worse. We'll watch the collapse.
Absorbed by our star
and float forever in the void of space,
even after the stars turn off.
Business success. Existential escape.
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AOTY for me
Paradoxically, this is such a soft and soothing album. The way the guitars and synth are EQed and mixed create a plush, warm blanket of emotion. When I listen to the melodies and chord progressions, I feel a sense of security and respite. This is solace reified in sonic form. This is an immersion in painfully hot yet relaxing water. This is safety found within the unknown. This is...heavenly form honestly. One man's hell is another man's heaven I guess. benmoshin
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Nasty deprived profane sludge for the worst of times. Pure fucking evil and sooooooooooo heavy. Drums are like skulls banging eternally and the riffs rip holes in said skulls. Jono Schneider