we sit home and speak of a god we've never seen and wonder if he watches when we sleep or when I looked on Molly's desk and copied her whole sheet and oh I know I'm young to speak with such disdain an urgency so this is my confession I hope you listen will Saint Christopher bring me to my destination and bring us all back home am I alive I almost feel it riding the waves of all my demons I'll drift away we dressed all in black momma wears her makeup dark and talks so softly son one day you'll learn that everyone you know will leave never to return and oh a man so young taken way too soon from all he loved so this is my intention to break tradition could I give you myself to bring him back this instant and bring us all back home watched you fight with the darkness but you just couldn't win once so strong, full of power now fragile and thin I'll bring you back, oh I swear I can figure this out I know many have tried but I won't let you down I'm not afraid of the man I read about in the books the one that takes you away if you end it too soon I'll turn the darkness on me I'll travel up through the wind and if they don't open the gates I'll break my way in
The verse "Can't even buy a coffee without exploiting someone" got me. It really hits hard. For the entire length of the album it felt like the end of the world.
But to be perfectly honest, it's just how life is these days. And it's fucked up. szczur
viscerally affected by covid, this album has a less optimistic but more accepting message than the previous. it reaches the heart of my experience (and others'?) in a cathartic and depressing acknowledgement. it's nice to know you feel the same niq
TV Priest's second record springs forth with a tension, dynamism, and crunch not often found in this brand of broody, shouty post-punk. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 16, 2022