I never knew that one could feel so much fucking pain. Until the day I had to stare down at your graves. Memories of what things were, were all that filled my head. To know you're gone and all the words I left unsaid. So many questions about your time. They still beat my head. My only peace at mind is that one day I'll be with you. The bearer of these words until we meet. I look to my side and it's hard to see that you're not there. But that's selfishness, you've been set free and will no longer feel pain. To go on and on and to carry on for you is the promise of the bearer. And now as I lower you. Our final goodbyes, I'll see you on the other side.
"Curse These Metal Hands" parlays the UK bands' chemistry into a record which—for all its tinnitus-inducing ferocity and elegiac arrangements—practically drips with transcendent joy. Bandcamp Album of the Day Aug 18, 2019