Comes in a well-finished digipack edition with an 8-page booklet,
all fully art-directed by members of the band. Cover art by Tiziano Vitti.
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lyrics
I need a kiss, but not yet ‘cause the sun has to go down. It’s like the neighborhood has morphed into some kind of skeleton. I changed my mind, so kiss me now, ‘cause I’m scared of the dark. Even better: kiss me tomorrow, ‘cause tonight the monsters will come. Go, go, go. Leeches, bats, fiends and rats are hidden tonight, under the bed. Bones and ghouls are hidden tonight, that’s the time to be scared. The giants holding the sky are grieving for the sunlight: don’t kiss me now, girl, don’t kiss me now. The gloomy toll of the bells awakes the ghosts from their shells, they’re lighting jack ‘o lanterns up to forewarn what will come. Don’t ever kiss me, alright? Once again I changed my mind. Oh, kiss me now, oh, kiss me now. Forget everything I said, there’s something under the bed: climb on me, I’ll pull you by the back of your neck and kiss you (say it!), kiss you (say it again!), kiss you (one more time). A hooded crow is pecking at the windowpane: every tick of its beak shreds this throbbing pain. Tug my arm, yank my hand, and drag me along in this night. Dried salt frees my throat from the knots our End tried to tie. Tiptoe through shattered glass and wait for dawn to save us with a secret warmth, its keys our fingers. The giants holding the sky are grieving for the sunlight (oh, kiss me now, oh, kiss me now). The gloomy toll of the bells awakes the ghosts from their shells. Oh kiss me now, or I’ll kiss you now. A wormhole opens. Samhain! Monsters coming, but I don’t care: I’m at ease with them, honey. Nothing can touch us, we are one-plus-one. Oh, yeah. Leeches, bats, fiends and rats are hidden tonight, under the bed. A wormhole opens, clenching our bodies in a sealing embrace: our interlaced fingers.
What’s under your bed? Old stuff, we guess, and new one too. Monsters you once feared. Things you want to keep hidden, and things you want to keep close. This is UTB. No genre, no rules, just music. Grasp your flashlight, and take a peek.
Quite possibly the most full-on album I've ever listened to. Intense, and then some. 'Digital Tarpit' could describe both the track and the whole album: high-pitched guitar squeals that make your fillings itch coupled with merciless, suffocating heaviness. The Avenell-esque vocals top it off perfectly.
Brilliant - punishing, but brilliant. jim_fuego
The indescribable Fawn Limbs return with another LP that slams together grindcore, math rock & experimental music to jaw-dropping effect. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 22, 2021