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An Emptiness
04:45
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Fruitless
A slave to being
Endlessly stumbling towards oblivion
No divinity in flesh and blood
A husk, an emptiness
Bloodless
Through layers of heartache
This husk never ends
Peeling, ripping, hoping to reveal the fruit
Inside, an emptiness
Fleshless
A chasm, unending echoes
This bottom endless, until dust
Misery, the horror unfolds
Bottomless. Pile of husk.
An emptiness. An emptiness.
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The Rats I've Fed
04:54
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The rats I’ve fed have made their nests in the walls of my burning home
As the flames grow, so do their screams
I can hear them scraping frantically at the wood
I can hear the insults they hurl at me through the vents
I can hear their pleas for attention through the holes in the floorboards
The walls won’t contain them much longer
I just want to be buried in ash before they have a chance to consume me
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That Sinking Feeling
04:29
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Do you ever get that sinking feeling?
When the questions you’ve avoided bear down upon you
The answers hidden behind a veil that only death can lift
You want the truth
You’re afraid of the truth
You push it to the back of your mind
But it always returns to keep you shackled
Between fact and fiction
Do you ever get that sinking feeling?
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No Fire, No Fanfare
11:10
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There will be no abyssal pit
There will be no grand gate
There will be no fire
There will be no fanfare
What lies beyond the threshold is unnamable
Unfathomable
Despite what I’ve been taught, I yearn to see you again
Because I can’t make the journey alone
I know you can’t help me understand
Just hold my hand as I pass through
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Athazagoraphobia
04:08
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With oblivion’s breath on the back of our necks
We struggle to be seen
To be heard
To engrave our names on the earth
We create
We multiply
But time eventually erases us
As we meld with the soil
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Altruistic
04:46
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I’ve bitten my tongue again
I cannot bring myself to answer you
But if I spoke, would it even dull the ache?
I’ll just swallow it down until the lump in my throat chokes me
Just let me help you
Don’t ask me if I’m all right
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Barren Harvest
04:11
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The Unnamable
05:49
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I’m always seeking something, it’s tiring in the end, and it’s only the beginning
It’s the infernal itch I can’t seem to scratch
The forked tongue that whispers into my ear
Every day it inches closer
Every day I pull away
I want to be bathed in light
I want to remember the faces I forgot
I want to be loved again
I want this all to mean something
Time has grown weary of me
The Unnamable roars behind me
I am not ready to be taken
I will never be ready
You must go on. I can’t go on. I’ll go on.
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I have battered myself until I am unrecognizable
I have been decaying in the same corner for years
The uncertainty of everything forces my ailing body to move
But my hands shake at the thought of putting pen to paper
I am running out of time
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Diminishing New York, New York
DIMINISHING was formed in early 2019 by David Brenner (Gridfailure) and Lane Oliver (Yatsu). A dense, emotionally devastating project that paints in shades of industrial, dark ambient, drone metal, and harsh noise. Semi-improvisational, destructive guitar work collides with haunting atmospherics, mechanical rhythms, and walls of cacophony to create a unique, soul-crushing sound. ... more
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