Those eyes in your head
Don't draw the plains
The plains polluted by your prisons
And your mountains and your grains
Every single time you look at me
I feel as if I'm dying
But my life is ending
And you're really trying
I can see
You floating away
In a flood
A few inches off the ground
I can see
The relaxation in your mind
As you close your eyes and leave behind
All that's safe and known
A suicide or an escape
You feel secure as the light shafts fade
And it repeats and repeats again...
And the real world is ending
As you keep on descending
A concept record set inside an eerie, Overlook-like hotel, “Room Service” was created by a group of collaborators who met online. Bandcamp New & Notable Jun 28, 2021
Kush Arora's latest EP features his trademark meticulous sound design, delving fully into a bleak, cold experimental world. Bandcamp New & Notable Oct 22, 2019