Yet I stand, though I crossed so many pale days.
Yet I breathe, despite I've done nothing right.
I'm one man with a second to be dimmed.
If there is light in me, there's no hope it will cut through.
So I'm staring at white void.
Will my steps leave a mark?
Will I be remembered after the journey thru the smoke?
Or I will be lost.
Do you listen to me at all?
I'm barely here.
Well I guess there's no way to turn around.
Hands that held me are long dead and gone.
There is no battle left to be won.
I'm leaving, farewell.
Breathe.
*
I'm feeling the new world is calling me.
Wind is whispering my new name to my ear.
I'm heading into unknown.
Does that act make me free?
*
Utterly hypnotic, heavy, and ethereal beyond what I can aptly describe here. It'll take you careening down a kaleidoscopic wormhole of audial bliss. cynothoglys
These guys are, in my opinion, one of the greatest stoner/sludge band that have popped up in recent years. Sure, you have the "old gods" like Sleep, Electric Wizard, and Kyuss but Spaceslug brings something new to the table. They're fresh, and it seems like they've got no thought of stopping anytime soon. Rod Astorga
This searing, four-track split from Bog Wizard (Michigan) and Dust Lord (Colorado) pairs stoner rock riffs with hard fantasy themes. Bandcamp New & Notable Mar 10, 2021