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Longing
The days of glorified dehumanization are becoming memory
You sit and fondle yourself to the thought of your youth
Only the scathing chains of progress hold you down now
You've done nothing but turn your gaze down
A rogue and almost violent state
Hypotheticals won't work anymore
An idea lined with distortion
Hateful words spoken by a dying man
Trust me now
You're nothing of use
Decades of feigning abuse
You're a real piece of shit
supported by 10 fans who also own “Dying In The Chains Of Progress”
Quite possibly the most full-on album I've ever listened to. Intense, and then some. 'Digital Tarpit' could describe both the track and the whole album: high-pitched guitar squeals that make your fillings itch coupled with merciless, suffocating heaviness. The Avenell-esque vocals top it off perfectly.
Brilliant - punishing, but brilliant. jim_fuego