I see a lavish banquet
I smell blood
Our minds like holes
The flood is coming for us all
I see a lavish banquet
I smell blood
Our minds like holes
The flood is coming for us all
Don't you know it?
I smell blood
Travel through spacetime
Tonight's the right time
Not a crime, not a crime
Not a crime
Ever wonder what happens to us
If we stop making a fuss?
We're still there, picking the crust
Taking merit but it was just luck
Oh, what will be of me
When I have no one left to be
When I'll finally believe whatever I dream?
I see a lavish banquet
I smell blood
I smell blood
Fucking up spacetime
Tonight's the right time
Not a crime, not a crime
Not a crime
Ever wonder what happens to you
If you stop being so blue?
You're still there, acting all cool
Another one for life to fool
Oh, what will be of me
When I have no one left to be
When I'll finally believe whatever I dream
Our minds like holes
The flood is coming for us all
The flood is coming, the flood is coming
The flood
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