Foresight, blindsided, glance at a rearview passerby
Godspeed in our heels
Hung out to dry
The motherboard is droning, culling her young
I want the blues in retrograde
I want the new wave glitch
It's too bad
You're always there and watching
There is no greater love
It's not enough
Keyhole romances keep the artistry in surveillance
I watched you undress like a skinned animal
Dance out the prototypes
Churn out the cheap machines
I want black magic on cassette
I want a trophy kill
It's too bad
You're always there and watching
There is no greater love
It's not enough
Get it?
From the altar to the grave
It's not enough
Get it?
From the altar to the grave
Shake back and forth
The vanguard let down its defense
Spotlights hit our silhouette straight to the end
There's a coal mine canary that lives in my head
Shock collars are worn like ornaments pulsing and beating like a metronome
Sound the alarm
Like an ambulance
Sound the alarm
It's not enough
supported by 72 fans who also own “Keyhole Romance”
A deep dive into the emotional landscape of Greg Puciato. Seamlessly going from raw harshness to the complete opposite and back. Average Tween Wave Enjoyer
supported by 68 fans who also own “Keyhole Romance”
One of the most unsettling albums i have heard in a while. Chat Pile creates a grotesque blend of noise and groove that brings me back everytime. scarface6204
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