♫ Crossparty - Mistake
♫ Crossparty - Mistake
And as I stand surveying the damage over your blossoming, flowering flesh, I could barely contain my satisfaction. You were revealed to me in all your physical glory - your composition displayed without restraint. Blooming efflorescence - translucent elegance. I admired my artistry, the mastery in which I carefully transformed your imperfections into sublime excellence. Your purple eyelids, fluttering and swollen, could only bat in agreement as I carefully sutured the incisions strewn across your skin. Wheezing. Sputtering. My tumbling doll.
Crossparty’s dark, blusterous sounds possess a touch of industrial cruelty with demanding, screeching vocalization and fuzzed out, distorted drum machines. Synths buzz and whir like chainsaws as stifled shouts vociferate loudly in alarm. Like exorcism in the dead of night - purging malignant spirits from a resisting vessel. Glittering synths graze these compositions - undulating in parallel to an enraptured songstress. Mesmerized. Inveigled. Enthralled.
♫ Bonus: Crossparty - Neck
♪ File under: electronic, dark, oh the sounds