The walls of this house are thick with dreams
To want to live outside my means
'Cause the bills are due and money is thin
Debt imprisonment to keep me in
A line of successors
To pacify investors
Who keep you imprisoned
In property value
Lines will be drawn with imaginary fences
Imaginary values
Imagined expenses
Suburban misery
Please don't stop until I feel nothing
You have been demised
And demoralized
Fear will be your god
In a cronyistic crowd
The stygian duo explore themes of gender dysphoria and oppressive institutions through sludgy doom with a pitch-black underbelly. Bandcamp Album of the Day Apr 26, 2021