The soul is the parasite, the body is the host
And you rot prematurely, you decompose
Still you dwell in decay and refuse to let go
Hibernate in dead meat just like a ghost
Don’t call it life just because you’re still breathing
Dear Dorian
Pretty in portraits
Walk the never-ending pier
Follow what you left behind
Walk the never-ending pier
And wonder was there ever a shore
Say your name three times in front of the mirror
Maybe someday your reflection will appear
The emptiness you see is all that’s real
Sleep sound now, the end is always near
Come ye silent and the meek
My eye for your eye, my teeth for your teeth
Give them to me
Gimme, gimme, gimme
Ah, I unravel from the seams and reveal things that can’t be seen And without you I fall apart like the leper from my dream
Bracing post-hardcore meets festival-ready rock on the Tokyo band's sharp new EP, mixed and mastered by Will Yip (Turnstile, Title Fight). Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 8, 2024