Waking up
Across the map
Dry lips bleed
Home is what I need
When life is like
Boatships on airports
Planes on piers
Railtracks on the ocean
Submarines on land
Computer screens hiding our sadness
This tears flowing down on our chests
Clouds are turning in grey with your absence
Distance between point I and U is useless
Sleeping in
When sun creates silhuottes and shadows
Satellites,astronaughts and moon below
As I create caves in being a slave
Of this big machine, I dig my own grave
Thunderous post-rock/post-metal from Thumos where every song feels gigantic, built around complex rhythms & arrangements. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 26, 2023