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Chronic fever
Split into my veins
An automative chaos
Abandoning and constrained
Wanting reassurance to validate the days
Desolate reflection of what I've engrained.
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Stretched through a tunnel unfound
Perturbed masses shifting through sound
They are the ones none talked about
To be left with the feeling of unloved homes
Swallowing loneliness
Trying to cope with a failed lense
Building it all.
That day I needed it
Needed something
Needed you
A lie held in crevices
Crevices containing
Stretching arms outward.
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Lungs
01:31
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Sepulcher
05:17
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Unfortunate end
Can't bear the gloom today
All ends unseen
Abhorred
Abominated
Abhorred
I can't get my head out
Can't bear the gloom today
Abhorred
Abominated
Can't get my head out
Can't bear the gloom today
Can't get out of my
Grotesque skin I'm held in
Buried
Taste the decay
My eyes accompanied
With words I could not speak
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funeral expense commercial
kids cutting birthday cake – I am the jealous one
I remember that shirt I got a bunch of bleach on it
I liked it that way too
I am an ugly brunette I want to have a lonely child
I'll be patient with you that's the way the garden grows and the gardener forgets
July 5th at the beach
Soft smell of trash
Inner seagull carcass lining
Smoking next to the kids
Sitting on my America Towel
I love you very much forever
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Where There Is Ruin
06:32
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Outgrowth weaves your corpse as fluid as red veins pumping imagery. In memory, in youth -- we were careless, and I live with that still in my throat. Humming as your plague. Two lenses, deciphering how to digest death and minutes to recollect what it is to not have your presence.
Properties resonate
Piling and pulling you
Aimless in songs of
Natural deflection
And the unmemorable
Regretfully unmentioned
Regretfully unmentioned
Harness the width of a beat.
The hand burns falsely
Yet again, we dance.
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Diminish (split version)
01:51
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I'll write in screams and anguished dreams
On a body that no one understands
On a body that no one understands
On a body that none understands
I feel myself hung from the rafters
Hung from the rafters as art.
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Fall (demo)
04:20
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Unhallow me
Distancing between
Where I'll look down
If I am to fall into their hell
If we are meant to fall
Our love will destroy them
Consuming you
Consuming
All efforts wither and buried beneath
Couldn't gravel at the thought anymore
Forgive me
Destroying
Forgiving
Destroying once more
Burdening once more
Spiraling downwards
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