Flat-screen saves face.
Steal my fake name, see if I care.
Encryption started into the recluse task.
Tragedy or not?
Label us.
Following the distortions? Good!
What are you pushing for?
Your strife falls off to the side when you name your price.
What are you pushing for?
You’re making such a big mess.
Are you pushing just to push?
Can’t put a price on the ending of the world;
It’s been tried but ineffectively ending without intervention.
One ends up alone with feelings of damage and an enduring resentment
wishing that wish we could all come together as part of one big circle.
Mine iron, we’ll make or break.
This is the price of admission.
Like a heavy weight, initiated to go rogue.
I can take on all the champions and not just for the recognition.
Islands occupied by proxy, avoiding capture.
Pirate programming dictates the automation, live now.
Eerie thinking of the carrying on after the shutdown.
Treading virgin territory, bound by…
Tall tales hesitate in telling the overzealous truth given excess complications.
Waiting in this dim lit den, hesitation and amazement.
What exactly are we here for? What am I here for?
Gone from kings of the mountain to hiding in the hermit’s hole.
credits
from Frequency Illusion,
released September 22, 2017
Music - Matt Baldwinson
Vocals/Lyrics - Austin Sorrenti
supported by 36 fans who also own “Recline And Fall”
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