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Distaste is the flame in the furnace I burn in it
You did this to me, I am an accident
Dump the bag in the river and make sure there’s no cracks in
I am waste
Take up space
This is your fault
This is your fault
Purpose is worthlessness perpetual purposeless
In my eye is caustic spitfucking plastic practices
You made me this way. I am wretched dead leaves on the ground
In the bed of the river of ashes that you're drowning in
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Distaste is the flame in the furnace I burn in it
Purposeless purposeless purposeless purposeless
Depraved is the flame in the furnace I burn in it
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Shame is the flame in the furnace I burn it
Depraved is the flame in the furnace I burn it
Disgrace is the flame in the furnace I burn it
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