Begging for sweet surrender, eternal bliss. A true lover, it's always there. Acceptance is not necessary. Drag me down as I smile. Destroy everyone around me. Sit back wait to fade away. The distance is all around me. The deep sets me free. We'll all die, but not like this. Chosen path since I was young. Damnation and disease, brought by myself. The deep sets me free. Ticking away on my life - crimson sand. Body turns cold, motionless - I've come too far. Dreams can come true but it will cost you. Settle down for a lifetime. Nothing will make you feel the same. The distance is all around me. The deep sets me free.
"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