Sitting in the grime of the trench I didn't realize
Just how far the rot went
Acres and acres of black rotted trees hang
Branches over the sand
A maze of stenches and smells mark the graveyard
Of those travelled and failed
Tar pits and unspeakable creatures here
Kill quickly and dismember the corpse
Through the forest of rot, now, I travel
To escape from that horrible town
But I fear, I doubt and I question
Still I travel to a holier ground
In the dark of the night I'm protected
From evil forces, hunting for blood
In the light of the day I evade them, but
A single misstep and I'll drown in the mud
Human remains mark my path and remind me
Of the fate I'll meet if I don't succeed
The world behind me is as deadly as
The creatures that hide in these trees
Through the forest of rot, now, I travel
To escape from that horrible town
Without fear, without doubt, without question
On a journey to a holier ground
Startled awake by the cries of the creatures
Getting closer as the moon shines bright
Frozen with fear, then running faster than ever
Hideous laughter marks the start of the hunt
Dodging roots and branches as the trees try to stab me
The whole forest now thirsts for my blood
Weak from exhaustion, battered and bruised
On the verge of collapse I accept my doom
But I notice a field in the distance
An escape from a nightmarish tomb
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