Cold hall, hospital benches
rubber floor, disturbing silence
the remains of hope leaking like gas
blank stares, memories, fear, helplessness
tears, hope again and ...the end
triumph of reality
she comes and takes with no sign
doubts appear when she leaves
why not somebody else?
why so early?
why so suddenly?
"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