there is blood
i came blood
what the fuck is this
i came blood
when i saw him inside you
cuckolded
i came blood
dammit man i just came blood
i came blood
when i saw him inside you
cuckolded
shh...
everyone listen
i've got a secret about somebody's privates
its a scandal
oh, no wait
everyone saw!
what you did
and i just can't forget
it's been ten years
the sad part is
i take it all in smile
there is blood
i came blood
seriously man, i just ejaculated like a gallon of blood
i came blood
when i saw him inside you
cuckolded
hush
everyone quiet down
this is very tittillating, secret, private stuff
except for the part where
everyone saw!
what you did
and i just can't forget
it's been ten years
the sad part is
it's a lie to say
that
the tickling ache of betrayal doesn't turn me on
and i search for it in every smile
see the mischief in her eye
and
its a lie to say
that
the lingering sting of disgust doesn't do me in
and i take it all in smile
let's all smile
i don't think you guys appreciate the fact that i'm currently, actually ejaculating blood
we all smile
when we saw him inside you
cuckolded
credits
from Atlas Drugged,
released February 9, 2010
Produced by: Brian Virtue
Vocals: Barry Donegan
Guitar: Christopher Bradley
Guitar: Skeet Childress
Bass: Tyrone Coughlin
Drums: Jake Omen
Quite possibly the most full-on album I've ever listened to. Intense, and then some. 'Digital Tarpit' could describe both the track and the whole album: high-pitched guitar squeals that make your fillings itch coupled with merciless, suffocating heaviness. The Avenell-esque vocals top it off perfectly.
Brilliant - punishing, but brilliant. jim_fuego
Brilliantly unhinged hardcore-inspired songs that splinter expectations to smithereens with their split-second rhythm changes & wild vocals. Bandcamp New & Notable Nov 28, 2022
Polish trio Melisa combine elements of noise rock, grindcore, mathcore, and sludge with lyrics that balance between poetic and political. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 21, 2022
This one also took me a while to get into. It strikes me as less HC than Untitled and less poppy than Ultrapop (stupid I know). Let's call this the No Wave record. Its musical (and amusical) density is matching the persistent sound in my head right now. barnaby nygren