Crammed inside an empty little shell
We wait for god, for greed, for hell...
I'm bodiless
antibiotic existence
follow me here
I'm bodiless
I'm feeling ill
I'm feeling it taking me away
Scrambling
walking on fire
feel it wrecking me
nobody's listening
to the panic
of the suffering
while it tears through me
it goes unrecognized
but you can see it in my eyes
if you look.
The industrial rock heavyweights return with their first album in over 20 years, produced by John Fryer (Nine Inch Nails, Cocteau Twins). Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 16, 2022