I want to cry
but I can’t
I stare unblinking
Reptilian
Motionless
I want to touch
but I can’t
I lie in mortis
Granite
Helpless
I want to scream
but I can’t
My mouth is fixed
Frozen
Speechless
I remember your sobbing and despair
Your unkempt hair
Of how you wept for me
Of how you slept with me
And how Doctor Taylor shook his head
before drawing the winding sheet
I heard everything
The hush toned sympathy
The whisperings of comfort
And your constant sorrow
I remember the coin
placed with reverence beneath my tongue
but felt nothing
I remember the panic
as the lid was fixed to my casket
and my darkness doubled
Nine nails to seal my destiny
Six more than the Christ
but I would not be returning
I can hear the clatter of hooves on hard cobbles
but not the procession
in silent weeping
I want to cry
but I can’t
I stare resigned
Barren
Hopeless
I want to pray
but I can’t
I lie in torture
Broken
Godless
I want to live
but I can’t
My fate is written
I am abandoned
I am lost.
Stavros Potamitis & Constantinos Parisinos, aka After Altamont, recruit friends to remix their last LP; the results are dark & ominous. Bandcamp New & Notable Feb 20, 2021
Cavernous electronic music that is pitch black and terrifically unsettling, this is the kind of thing that would score a xenomorph rave. Bandcamp New & Notable Aug 22, 2022