There you are
Looking with terror what's outside
Your canopy was breached, your space filled with void
Not used to, how could you?
After all your entire lifetime you were sheltered in your spacecraft
There you are
Disgusted and frozen
Watching your hull being attacked and degraded
Your precious shield powered with snob have to resist to a routine of everyday hassles
How the fuck do you suppose to travel with such bleak aloof thrust?
Many many times, you've run into a good thing, but you were too busy, trying to fix your royal, rotten canopy
Too many times, you were willing to adjust, but again, you were too busy, trying to passively impress someone, with your posh shit
Now stay where you are and rot
Or leave your fucked up ship behind
Blackened death metal riffs and Lovecraftian horror go hand-in-hand on the Seattle brutalists' ferocious eight-track epic. Bandcamp New & Notable Dec 6, 2023