To live among them, in the cloud of buzzing flies / Turning, turning, turning
To watch their sick dances / The intricate mess, all the squealing glee
Clustered like barnacles near the hot vents / Sucking at the salts, sucking at the liquors, sucking
Standing in the ragged circle, among the chuckling beggars / Laughing oh so smug, smug
I am of them
I look for my vestments / And find only these stinking rags
Serpent among serpents / Lost in the endless coilings of the sweaty den
Hidden in the nest, soaked in secret juice / The moth changes back
A maggot again like he likes / Emerges into the light blinking and spitting, blinking and spitting, blinking and spitting
Knockout debut from a Buffalo, New York-based hardcore band who like their riffs sick, their drums fast, and their choruses sticky-sweet. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 28, 2024