That spoiled brat is kicking the fence again.
He’s been taught no discipline.
I think we’ve become lost at… home.
Just a violent spectacle, in the place where we had grown, and we can’t explain to the youth why we’re so far off path.
Have you ever felt cheated, boys and girls?
Give us a moment to pant out the jadedness, before we respond.
Is this the price of progress?
A gross amount of mirrors overstimulating?
Life enhanced by sound and color-candy, fed to the brain at every age.
Damage done, no turning back,
but that’s the thing with this kind of disease;
Once it can be identified, it’s too late.
So kids in adult masks, sit in your seats or get off the bus!
Strong-arm intimidation won’t work on me!
Clean up your act or walk right back down the stairs!
Nobody wants you here, damn right!
Turned to talk back, kicked off shoes and tiptoed through the tulips.
Bad man does bad and gets dragged off the stage, lessening the agony.
I’ll show you a source of freedom elsewhere and explain the symptoms present,
that won’t leave once you’ve shown me something personal.
Disclosing deeper feelings, God bless those who serve right.
Afraid for security if the fuming doesn’t end tonight.
Revealing the works of telepathic curiosity, spreading to every bubble in my mind.
credits
from Frequency Illusion,
released September 22, 2017
Music - Matt Baldwinson
Vocals/Lyrics - Austin Sorrenti
supported by 36 fans who also own “Artificial Idiocy”
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