Still my favorite among your tracks. I love the sound of pain. A little something you didn't know about me is I am a painter.
One day, I had a nose bleed and a drop fell upon my canvas.
With a little luck, it worked perfectly with the picture.
My blood became the picture.
I began crafting different ways to spray blood from my nose.
A friend commented that my tool kit (paint brushes, blood stencils, etc.) looked like that of an artist, a serial killer or both.
We need somewhere to place our pain. I chose to do so both visually and sonically.
I hear your pain. And not just in this track. This is just one of the more obvious ones.
I listened to this countless times as I wrote this review.