Left alone, become stone
Motionless, without tongue
In this image of men
Breathing whole our weakness
Turn your skin and watch me become alive
I’ll bring an end the ignorance
Covet the pride in weakness
Sickness derived from innocence
Turn back the tide of affluence
Still it bleeds and must be undone
Retreating
From the mouth and into our lungs
Instead
But inside, our hell
An eternity I kill
And mask the influence
The outside tries to burn into our head
The surface isn’t clean
It’s barren and it’s bursting at the seams
My will is broken and there’s
No way to get back into our home
Our home, our home, our home
Still it bleeds and must be undone
Retreating
From the mouth and into our lungs
Again
As I’m tearing out my eyes
And you’re peeling back your skin
Deny
Waking up a living hell
Nothing else to take you will
Its mine
Turn me into this abyss
Let me die you heretic
Inside
Former members of the great band SubRosa return as The Otolith, and their debut LP finds them at the peak of their mighty powers. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 24, 2022