A knot inside my soul, and my shell
And now you whisper love to a tube of cells
A gift of lechery, what a joke
What was a human being has now been revoked
They charred my skin to black, they want to help
Fused metal with my flesh to no avail
Lord it just feels like this blackness
Is spreading
Lord I just feel this blackness
In zero gravity, I’ll guard the world
Wonder why melanin matters at all
In stainless steel vats the war will end
A life is a small price for an epidemic
A seed in unmarked soil calls rebirth
A thousand tonnes of flesh
I’ll wrap around this Earth
Lord it just feels like this blackness
Is spreading
Lord I just feel this blackness
Lord it just feels like this blackness
Is spreading
Lord this blackness
It is spreading all inside me
Throwback pop with gleaming synths, chiming guitars, solid melodic hooks, and a cinematic sense of scale from North Carolina's Rachel Kiel. Bandcamp New & Notable Sep 22, 2020