Now that I abandon that which never was
I cannot speak, I cannot touch
What the flesh filled, the voice empties it
There will come a molasses shade with which I’ll dance your loss
I cannot speak, I cannot touch
What wasn’t said, it cannot be unveiled
And together we will rise
Against the angel that
Does not allow the air to become
Thick between us
A stellar cast of artists put their own shadowy spins on recent Bestial Mouths material—toward the goth club floor or into pure noise. Bandcamp New & Notable May 11, 2021
Thank you for the second album. Got all three now on Bandcamp and they inspire me so much.
Kids in school, then work, and kids back from school - then baths and homework - AND FINALLY a bit of time in my cobbled together mini studio in my one bedroom flat. YOU inspire me to make the effort to make all that stuff work. Sentient Helicopters