new cassette album from two beings forcefully clinging together inside wounded son. rugged, heavy distorted rhythmic motion sick obsessive suspension and mindless battered voices. post dreams electronics that only james light can do. 

I am the human hunting knife

the kind that hurts you when you sleep

I am a hoarder

the one that hurts you

with every stack

every heap

I will burn you

I will turn you

against all that you can see

I am the mother

the father

I am the one that you can’t see

fall harder

fall longer

forget me