Do you suppose that All of these moments
As they light the lurid evening in passing
Like fireflies in June
Will ever be more
Than minor inconveniences
Minor indiscretions
Minor points of light in a darkling scene
I admit that sometimes I speak with a voice not my own
Forgive me, there is so much here for my attention
That my intentions tend to fail
The minor detail that we all tend to be so frail
Absolution?
Absolutely.
So much lighter without all the sin
We carry so much more anyway
Than what we need to wound each other
To move each other
Until we can barely recognize ourselves for all the blood
Do you think I could run my fingers through your hair
As we pass and part our ways?
The nights for nightmares
Come and go
But I think that soon my heart will break upon
The unfortunate ceiling
Bearing the heat of my eyes
Beaming beams up to heaven
Minor points of light
For all the angels and the demons
So certain of home.
All the creatures in between
Left to their own devices
Stumbling there
Wherever it happens to be
Now, Helen or Adonis,
Do you suppose that hell or heaven
Are something more than where you are
Breathing?
(Soon, we will all be on our knees, begging for)
Absolution
Absolutely
So much lighter without all the sin
We carry so much more anyway Than what we need to wound each other
To move each other
Until we can barely recognize ourselves for all the blood
Do you think I could run my fingers through your hair
As we pass and part our ways?
Cavernous electronic music that is pitch black and terrifically unsettling, this is the kind of thing that would score a xenomorph rave. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 22, 2022