It was me and a Marine
With a lion on his chest
And I couldn’t back away
With his hands down my pants
I shivered and no one helped
And I died and he pushed
And I broke and I couldn’t get out
No one cared
No one helped
No one cares
No one cares
Help.
Very FLA-centric though Cevin’s contributions do shine brightly as well. A worthy successor to the much more minimal Tenebrae Vision, and one of the best albums in the genre so far this year. Jean-Paul DuQuette