ALBUM REVIEW: Modern Technology – Conditions of Worth
We stared death in the face and the death blinked first.
We stared death in the face and the death blinked first.
Fraught devotion and uneasy peace; questing yet languorous; forever rapt and untethered.
Nothing can pierce through an armour this tough.
It’s been so long since you disappeared.
Can you see it? Can you hear it? Can you feel it?
My screams are signs of a new breath.
Take your time to damage me with your existence
Despite itself, through heaven, through hell.
Death woman, death mother, death maiden