What the hand intends, the eyes appraise
Though seizures rend and fevers blaze
And the hand demands the last indulgence
Cruel stirrings swell that becloud the eye
And impel the hand
To invoke the knife
Then the hand rescinds one nerve inflamed,
Two tangled limbs, three braided veins
So the hand commands the last indulgence
Any part’s maligned that could aid the eye
And unbind the hand
To withdraw the knife
Can you hear the body turning over?
And the body breaking down?
Can you hear the body rotting
In
The
Gound?
There beneath the flowers and the clovers
Does the body make a sound?
As the weeds take root atop the
Dead
And
Rot-
-ting
Mound?
A former incarnation of Strange Passage. Shoegaze in the vein of Chapterhouse, The Ecstasy of Saint Theresa, Lush, et al. Homegrown in Somerville, MA. Strange Passage
Kraut- and giallo-indebted synth "scores" for horror movies that don't exist. Fans of Goblin, Fabio Frizzi, John Carpenter, and Tangerine Dream take note. Strange Passage