Description
Bandcamp: https://nightshade-occultist.bandcamp.com/track/tundra-bind
YT: https://www.youtube.com/@Nightshade-occultist
IG: https://www.instagram.com/nightshade_occultist/
Lyrics:
Spores warp form on the 4th floor in a corridor,
the Taurus flourished scorpion ouroboros lord.
More importantly, ignore the aura or the chi
or the beast'll be sure your peace is torn accordingly
like a corvid eats corpse and stores meat
A gore-borne war beneath dreams gone morbidly
seems all-orbiting,
thorn ring round the brow line
torn wings at the backside
capsized, am I baptized?
Sad lies patch "why's", bad vibes, I flatline.
Was unwise to cut ties with binds like last time
yet here we are,
find a path to the ground first in outburst
given the wish of my id to drown hurts.
In an arid area out in the outskirts
an owl howls out to the mountain, its sound devours her
It hit a sour nerve
bounce in 'bout an hour hurt
now the clown's drowned in a fountain how a coward's served.
I love it, to covet you the best
due respects but that does it,
at the summit plummet to the depths to your death.
You're one with God when consciousness left through your top.
I wonder which gossamers manifest from your flaws
Butterflies flutter by; better pines, better finds
Spot the glasswings under vines
some are fine, some are dying.
Run a knife round this thumb of mine
summon high umbramind
In the summertime somewhere I suffer my tundra bind.
My ivy shrine mirror throws cold drafts to peel goat
A 99 kilovolt bolt flashed and killed the folk
Bitter loathe interposed
slip the ghost out her dinner clothes
never float in her though
innards glow dimmer differ-code (difficult)
free enough, meet her a meter up in the cedar dust
it's needle plucks, wheeze till we clean the blood up with beetle hugs pre-"the cuts"
deepen (deep in) us - be above,
Mean this trust as key to love.
Seen enough "'need to be me means leave me Love".
Beautiful, blood wells at the cuticle
None felt as immutable as sun set on our funeral
It let the petals close,
it let our essence go remember though,
gnosis is in those liminal episodes.
What sent us the 'heaven hush' deafened us
We trod the rinths of Daedalus who severed us so we never touch
just remain in the haven of our effigies as angel dust to later rust
and fade at dusk like cicada buzz.
I love it, to covet you the best
due respects but that does it,
at the summit plummet to the depths to your death.
You're one with God when consciousness left through your top
I wonder which gossamers manifest from your flaws
Butterflies flutter by; better pines, better finds
Spot the glasswings under vines
some are fine, some are dying.
Run a knife round this thumb of mine
summon high umbramind
In the summertime somewhere I suffer my tundra bind...
Fine light night refracts
Overcast cloak projection is flat
oh ghost reflection of mine implode via clone attached
Overdose-coaxed endings in traps
I was relaxed
invoked as you swallowed moths
Overtook bones, essence, and masks
Leverage of mime in pose
while you're soaked in gas...
Overdose-coaxed endings in flash.
credits
released October 20, 2025
prod by DASSILL
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