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Call Of The Black Hand

from Sunyata Ontologoy by Gridfailure & Interstitia

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It calls me every day
It’s always there
I yearn to be free of this
Confinement
Intertwinement
With what we know it is
That entity right out there
Onward it beckons
As we now reckon
In retreat we should be
But immersed in this are we
And now we see just what it is
In what we now thrive
And what we will likely not survive
And although we’re inclined to
Leak this realization
To any nearby relation
No value are they
In any conceivable way
There’s nothing they could afford to pay
To make this situation
Be resolved in any other way
And once we’ve died
It’s in you we’ve relied
To evade the shadows
The call of the black hand
What draws us
Back into their grip
Every one of us has slipped
Thus far

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from Sunyata Ontologoy, released June 9, 2023

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The ominous vision of creator David Brenner, GRIDFAILURE delivers a cinematic, tension/paranoia-driven form of harsh experimentation fusing dark ambient and harsh sub-hardcore mutations with endless other genres including jazz, world music, folk, electronic, and beyond. ... more

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