Drift on your side
let our lips collide,
gimme a taste of the storm.
Cover your eyes
let our limbs intertwine,
etch me with one of your thorns.
Rain your curls on me
with lashes hold me still
nail me on your leather throne.
My veins are all starred
with your ruby teethmarks,
as candles paint our skin in gold
The trails you left
pushed me deep down your nest
and all that surrounds me are your forms.
Gather the snakes
that you branded and tamed
and i'll be the best of your flock.
Bathed in tar with our
flesh turned as altar
we'll immolate the gloom of the world.
Heavens above, they
cannot ignore how
restless we are here below.
Unfold your light
throw your clothes all over
the room.
Don't waste your time
spread the lust
like a fever.
Unfold your wires
wrap me up you know
what to do.
Let our sweet choir
tear the void apart
Drift on your side
let our lips collide,
gimme a taste of the storm.
Cover your eyes
let our limbs intertwine,
etch me with one of your thorns.
Streams of wax carves
the sphinxes of our tracks
as time goes by eroding the stone.
Demons themselves
are trying to decode the
corners of you left unknown
Brighton, UK band leaven surging hard rock with spaced-out stoner-doom on their second LP, recorded in an old chapel on the English coast. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 9, 2022
Italian stoner powerhouse Tenebra has the heft of Sabbath and the hooks of Saint Vitus in their powerfully imposing tunes. Bandcamp New & Notable May 8, 2022