You'd better swim faster, bitch.
Backtrack, wading through your lies.
Reach the shore before I reach you, or grab something to hold onto...
Don't freeze up on me.
I want to hear you scream.
I can smell the fear leaking through your bathing suit and I can taste the open wound. Open water.
I don't aim to kill.
I only serve to teach.
I'm the only God down here.
With a mouthful of surgeons knives clamped inside your thighs, I'll separate you...
With a mouthful of surgeons knives, quick and precise, I'll orchestrate... orificial amputation.
Ripped open wide.
I'll watch the light drain from your eyes and the last thing you see will be the whites of mine.
Dragged to the shore. Laid out on the beach. Screaming at the sky. The northstar will comfort you as you die.
Former members of the great band SubRosa return as The Otolith, and their debut LP finds them at the peak of their mighty powers. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 24, 2022