Delusory subjective world, a temporary stage
Losing contact with meaning and preconception
Tearing away the illusions and reflections
For life and death are one
Entwined in eternity
In the depths of the abyss
Where you end, I begin
Within, without, formless yet with form
Tearing away the fabric between
What truly is and what is perceived
When your somatic form is shattered and displaced
Incorporeal parts are still entangled in me
Our past, present and future enduring
Intrinsically linked yet decomposing
For life and death are one
Entwined in eternity
In the depths of the abyss
Where you end, I begin
Within, without, formless yet with form
Tearing away the fabric between
What truly is and what is perceived
When your somatic form is shattered and displaced
Particles of you are still entangled in me
“The ones you lived in when you loved me”
Intrinsically linked yet decomposing
Delusory subjective world, a temporary stage
Losing contact with meaning and preconception
Tearing away the illusions and reflections
From the abyss we arise and to the abyss we shall return
Coalescing than collapsing
Collapsing than coalescing
We form a system, that’s inherently flawed
We are the dead weight around the neck of the universe
Coalescing than collapsing
Collapsing than coalescing
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Pummeling, relentless, bleak,
The angst literally oozes out of your speakers with every track,
Komrads has once again proven to be one of the premier industrial acts of this generation. Mitch Keith
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It really gives me the headache, but once in a while, in small doses, I reckon its cathartic effects. Although, in all honesty, I don't see me buying another album by this artist. Bertrand Marchal
A stellar cast of artists put their own shadowy spins on recent Bestial Mouths material—toward the goth club floor or into pure noise. Bandcamp New & Notable May 11, 2021
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It's uncanny just how good Actors is at emulating that Post-Punk synth sound from my younger days.
Each listen just gets better and better. I feel slightly ashamed for not having heard this album until a few short days ago. modestwriggles