Darken woe with me. Cruelest skin. With all sadness singular to flesh, carnal yet knit beneath. Surrendering to all that denominates body. carnal yet knit beneath, how we lower than prime as our bodies merge into flow. Digress, To feel of her heatwaves in saim and taste of that war she brings. Merge with her and into her. sow and surrender. flesh of my flesh, wounds of my wounds.
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There is something purely authentic and honest about Infant Island's music. These songs are substantial in their impact that go deep under the surface. The sound mix is everywhere (track 3 on headphones?!?!) with some of the slower nuanced moments giving needed space for maximum effect when the violent intensity hits. But on career highlight "Awoken," they leave nothing behind. A must hear song from an increasingly important band. bcb723